Thanks to the century ride Sunday, I have been able to log more than 200 miles this week. So far, 227 miles, and I still have tomorrow to add more. A mere 73 miles will give me 300, so . . . ..
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Small town park: ready for July 4th |
Today I went west to a small town I've been to once before. Instead of heading south once I arrived, I continued on, going further west, the farthest I've ever gone, reaching the county line. I could see another small town in the distance, so I cruised along, deciding it would be my turn-around point. Small, sleepy summer towns are the best, and this one didn't disappoint. I pulled into the park near the grain elevator to call Hubby and let him know where I was, and to drink some water.
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Old Elevator |
From there I rode south about a mile, finding what looked like the perfect road to start the ride back home. This five or six mile stretch took me to a town I've been to several times before, and I was right about the road--it was perfect. No traffic, smooth, mostly flat. Couldn't have asked for a better stretch given the fact that the wonderful county in which I live has decided all the rural roads need a layer of pebbles laid down. They call it tar and chip paving. I call it a pain in the rear. Because of the way the process works, the pebbles are loose for quite a while, until enough cars have driven on them to smash them into the tar so they become one hard surface again. This is rough on road bikes and dangerous for riders.
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One of my fave rest stops |
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Despite the irritation with some of the roads, I got in a great ride of 52 miles today. I noticed the fatigue from Sunday has disappeared. Around mile 45 I was considering extending the ride, heading south again and looping around to come in from the east, but then I thought it'd be nice to get home, shower, and just chill the rest of the day. And that's exactly what I've done. Definitely a good Friday.
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