No bonus mileage this week, but I’m back on track running wise. No really noteworthy runs, but somehow I’m pleased with muddling through.
The sun may be a mass of incandescent gas, a gigantic nuclear furnace, where hydrogen is made into helium at a temperature of millions of degrees, but it didn’t make much of a difference today. Plus, it was thinking about snowing all day, so the air was heavy with humidity. Yep, cold and humid, so I banged out my three miles for the end of the week on the treadmill. 9 minute pace. Dunno why, but lately I’ve felt a lot slower on the ‘mill than on the roads. But it’s all good. Hopefully, I can get the runner’s high kicking again, soon.
First day of Paris-Nice was just a 4 Km time-trial prologue. Frankly, (and I say this as a cycling fan) individual time trials bore the snot out of me. Yes, there’s the race against the clock, and the thrill of watching finely tuned athletes on the verge of greatness, but time trial stages always leave me cold. There was Bobbke’s kid though. And it was actual cycling on US TV, so I’m there.
Next weekend? Selection Sunday…
I met someone who knows Bob Roll and said that he is quite the burner – and they in fact smoked up with him!
A 4K ITT is not the height of bike racing, that is for sure. Would you name your kid Roubaix? I guess we have next weekend’s recap show to look forward to.
trying to work the schedule so that i’ll get a trip to atlanta during the tour de georgia. it’d be cool to see the discovery boys riding on home turf for a change.
Bring on the climbs.. That’s what seperates the men from the boys.