Tuesday, I finally got the break in the weather I was looking for. A warm, sunny day when I had a small window in my schedule to sneak out for that first ride I’d been dreaming of since my return to VT. Well, I guess that is a little over dramatic, as I don’t exactly dream of boring road miles, but hey, I’ll take that over the trainer any day.
I’m not 100% sure that my Garmin was recording things as they should have been, I swear that I saw my heartrate on the display, but it apparently didn’t record. Also, it said my staring altitude was 0. I guess I’m going to have to do that loop again.
I was dying to ride the orange bike. I know I promised I would name it once I rode it, but I’m not sure that a road ride is what should be the decider. There may be dirt in it’s future soon though.
So the route was south on Rt 2 into Middlesex, then right on Rt 100B through Moretown, then right again up and over Duxbury “gap” on 100 north. It’s a big lollipop loop, somewhere between 20-25 miles. I managed it in about 1.5 hrs. Not too shabby for a fat guy on a bike with 1 gear. I am making a concerted effort to get out there and ride whatever, whenever possible. I learned my lesson the hard way this last fall, not taking the opportunity when it arises is less than, and definitely not equal to awesome. It’s all about striving for awesome this year.
I will say this though, 34-19 is not my happy gear. It was fast, but it was not happy. I know my legs are also not used to pedaling right now either, but I remember when I ran that gear on Red 5. The hills went by quickly, but I often went inside out halfway up them. This is the reason why I set the bike up this way though, so hopefully with a little more time, I’ll be right side out more often.
The snowbanks were retreating from the road sides at a pretty good clip, revealing their alluvial detritus. There was a lot of silt, grit and potholes all over the shoulder. It’s still going to be a while before they are clean, but it seems as if the weather is trending towards temps above freezing this week, and a couple of days of rain. It will likely snow up high still, but that’s OK with me. It can stay up there.
The river’s are almost flowing again. Right here it isn’t and the ice jam is pretty spectacular.
It felt really good to get out there and feel the wind in my face. I managed to pick the route that had the headwind in both directions, so I’m glad I enjoyed it. As I rode into Moretown, I started to get a bit hungry, so I stopped to have some space food. I stopped at my turn to go back to Waterbury, and looked at the sign.
Besides having important things to do that afternoon, i.e. picking the boy up from school etc, I was feeling a strong urge to just keep on going. While I was ingesting a delicious Gu packet, my mind wandered further south on Rt 100. It is a pretty road, one that I never ever ride my bike on. I think that may have to change this year. The shoulders are nice and wide, and it’s only about a 20 or so minute ride from town…
But, I was running out of time, choked down the rest of my Gu, washed it down with Nuun water, and made the climb up and over into DuxMoreBury. I was pretty amazed at my pace going up. It isn’t that steep, so you can maintain a pretty good cadence, and even the steep parts are not that steep. I had the feeling of flying, and once the pavement pointed down, this feeling increased. I hit almost 40 mph.
As I rolled back into town, I was greeted by a rather nice view of the Worcester Range. The hump with the snow all over it is the summit of Mt Hunger, where I was standing only a couple of weeks ago. It’s a very pretty range, and one of my favorites.