I’m still here. I’ve been riding bikes and trying to learn how to play the blues on my trombone. I would tell you that I’m going to start putting stuff on the blog more regularly, but we both know that would probably be a lie.
I bought this ridiculous fat bike, and hardly ever ride it, which is stupid, because I live 5 miles from the Bald Eagle State Forest with its 300+ miles of unpaved roads, jeep trails, mountain bike trails, and nice scenery.
So, I got the Ice Cream Truck out of the barn, put some air in the tires, and went out in the woods.
It was a long, slow grind up the gravel road to the overlook. The mountain made a point of reminding me how out of shape I am.
The roads are actually in really good shape. I may try this again on my Cross Check.
A couple of years ago I moved, changed jobs a few times, and generally got busy with stuff. In the meanwhile, my bike sat in the barn being all sad and forlorn. I got super fat and old.
So, this year, I did #30daysofbiking in April, and it was nice. I kept riding after that, and it’s been ok.
So, I guess I’m riding again, maybe I’ll start blogging again, too.
You gotta have a goals and stuff, so I’m going to train to ride a metric on or around my birthday at the end of October. Given my current lack of conditioning, this will be quite the feat if I manage to pull it off.
I’m following a training plan I found on Garmin Connect. I got a fancy heart rate monitor, because lots of the workouts are based around heart rate zones. I’m supposed to do intervals tomorrow. I’ve never done intervals before. If I don’t fall over dead from a heart attack, I’ll let you know how it goes.