Tempo
I have been up in Connecticut this past week for weddings and upcoming engagement parties. I’ve had a chance to ride outside several times now and really happy with the way my brokenness is healing. Other than getting out of the saddle, most efforts don’t bother me – well they bother my heart, lungs, and legs – but not so much the shoulder area.
Last night I visited my friends Jordan and Nyla and their 2 year old – Jacob. It was nice to spend time with them and see how much Jacob has developed since I last saw him – July 4th last year. In keeping with my training regiment we bought about 7 different six packs – from Anchor Brown to Dogfish Head (both 60 minute and Aprihop) to some Whit beers. Although we didn’t finish them all – we did some steady tempo of drinking and did our best. Efforts like these really build a solid foundation.
On the drive back to my sister’s this morning the car died. Sweet. Got AAA to tow it the 25 miles to a shop near her place and await the sentence that will be handed down. I am banking on fuel pump – given the sudden loss in fuel pressure while doing 70mph. But I am rarely right. Bets anyone?
