The title of this post is sort of a joke because it really seems like since last weekend, which was Leadville (and seems like a month ago), it has been a weekend the whole time. Nothing like being able to wake up in the mountains every morning and riding your bike, then make your way over to watch the end of a professional bike race.
Yesterday we rode over Vail Pass and back, then made our way over to Breckenridge to watch some of the time trial. Like I said yesterday, I’m not so big on watching time trials, but it was alright. The spectators are so excited that it rubs off some.
There are only two days of the Pro Challenge left. I’m skipping the race today and riding the Copper Triangle one last time. I’ve been feeling sort of off this whole week, so have just been toddling around pretty much, even though it feels harder than that. I finally got some tonic water yesterday, but it is probably too late to do anything about the muscle damage of the cramping I experienced in Leadville. Man, does that stuff taste bad. I doubt that it has enough quinine in it to really do much good. I don’t think they actually sell quinine here in the US. I think it might be easy to overdose on or something like that.
Brian Jensen obviously isn’t too affected by Leadville because he is racing a 150 mile gravel road race today, The Gravel World Championship. It isn’t sanctioned of course, but that is the beauty of it. I wish him luck. I think I’ll go and look to see what the weather is there today.
Anyway, fall-ish weekends are the best and it’s nearly that time. Enjoy.