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| Tuesday, May 13 4:00 in the afternoon cold 50s |
Yesterday in Cambridge where I went to hear Michael Pollan speak about the importance of cooking food (real food), the temperature in Harvard Sq. was 89 degrees (31 C). Today, setting out on a raw, overcast day in a rancid mist, the temperature was a wretched 52 F. That's a 37 degree drop. I was back in tights and a fleece top. I tucked a paper bag against my chest. I wore full finger gloves. It was like March all over again.
But ride I did anyway. More hills, more sweet climbing. But there was an air of sullenness about the hills today as if they were happy to wreck the cadence of a cycling enthusiast, as if a momentary lack of focus would result in catastrophe. I paid very close attention and pedaled with force and conviction.
In the end, it was a workman-like foray into the hilly wilds. Felt great. The back and hip have both gotten better. Am still stretching before and after riding, and that continues to help. Allez!
Ride Summary: 23 miles, 14.2 mph, 98 minutos. No fresh road kill. Strava stats.
Parting Shot
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| Orange Clad Shad |
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