Ah yes, a lesson in speed humility. A local duathlon was
held yesterday for an state trouper friend that was killed
a few years ago. The profit goes for a scholarship fund so
I thought I'd support the race. What the hell, 2 mile run,
14 bike, 2 mile run - cake walk for length. If you think I
hate 5k's I'm even less enamored with 2 miles. A reminder
of why I gave up these run and pukes many years ago. I did
average some high 6's for the first run segment but I'm
sure I was significantly slower coming off the bike for the
second pass.
The bike leg was the real fun. I rode an old Trek mountain
bike with slicks. Between the excess weight and low gearing
I'm at a big disadvantage. The good news, there was a 4 mile
nasty uphill to the finish. With my lower gears I powered up
the hill staying seated and passed dozens of bazillion
dollar road bikes. I finished 63 of 135 and actually snagged
some iron(Only 6 in my age group). I managed two 20 mile
rides this year and they came on Tuesday and Friday of last
week. Nothing like being in mid-season form.
Anywho, what a blast. I do one of these every few years and
I'm always amazed at how my legs feel coming off the bike -
like concret. A fun day for a good cause and a chance to
play with my tri geek friends. Let's just say we think the
guys sport is crazy. 😉
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Doug Freese "Caveat Lector" [email hidden]
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