Category Archives: Tues/Thurs 7:45am ride

Endless ramblings regarding the every Tuesday & Thursday-morning bike ride, leaving Olive Hill & Canada Road at 7:45am, rain or shine

Can you ride with just 3 hours sleep? Of course you can!

JR and Pilot aka Old Man Kevin doing the mandatory pre-ride helmet check, making sure they hadn’t forgotten them

Last night had been rough, for both myself and Kevin. Kevin was a bit rattled by a paper he’d written for school that came back with a few more suggestions for change than he’d hoped for and was still having trouble falling asleep around midnight (he usually gets to bed around 10:30 or so when he’s got to get up early for the Tuesday/Thursday-morning ride). Me? I don’t know what happened. Just couldn’t get to sleep, got into that mode of increased-anxiety because I have to get to sleep so I can ride, try and find a position to sleep in where you don’t feel your heart pounding, and then finally, sometime past 3am, consciousness slips away. Of course, in the meantime you’re convincing yourself it’s not so bad, what’s the difference between actually sleeping and “resting?”

The alarm goes off at 6:55am and I get up, wondering if Kevin’s going to give me that “Dad, no” bit. Before he could get too far on that, I explained that, whatever sleep he’d gotten, I’d gotten a lot less and I needed somebody to make sure I stayed upright! He went for it. Don’t know why.

And in that life imitating life bit, looking out the window things looked very much like I felt. Dark and foggy! This was not a morning to skip coffee. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel like a zombie out there, and neither did Kevin. It wasn’t a particularly fast ride, but it wasn’t particularly slow either. The only indication that my body was trying to rebel came in my heart rate, which simply refused to climb above 152 or so.

Besides the two of us we also had Pilot/Old Man Kevin, Marcus, JR and Eric. All in a civil mood, nobody trying to take advantage of my less-than-bright-eyed state. And the rest of the day? I remained zombie-free. Had I not ridden, I seriously doubt that would have been the case. Not sure how that works, just another indication that cycling is good for me.

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Why I love shadows

Millo left, Kevin center, Andrew right. All shadowed. Another great day to ride.

There’s nothing better that sharply-defined shadows, your shadow, seen from a bike. Bonus points when that shadow is on the side of a hill, as you see in the photo.

It’s still “winter” in California, and it’s still hitting 70 mid-day, still no threat of rain (although last Tuesday’s ride found pretty wet roads due to earlier fog). A bit on the cool side when we start, even saw just below 40 degrees this morning, but you don’t feel that once you start climbing.

This morning Kevin and I were joined only by Karen at the start, an odd thing for such a nice morning. I joked with Kevin that we might still meet up with Marcus, and we did. A slightly-subdued Marcus after breaking some ribs in a mountain bike race, but still not a Marcus that I can keep up with! Marcus peeled off up on Skyline, just before we came across Millo, waiting for us near Skeggs (he shows up once in a while up on Skyline, having left a few minutes earlier, thinking he wouldn’t keep up on the climb up Kings). Karen peeled off at Sky Londa to get to work, but shortly after that we picked up Andrew, former Chain Reaction employee who got to the start of the ride too late so he rode the route backward until he found us.

In the end we had Marcus, Karen, Millo & Andrew at various parts of the ride, but just myself and Kevin doing the whole route. Weird thing, that!

Next Tuesday’s ride I’m not really looking forward to, as Daylight Saving Time returns so we’ll be getting up an hour earlier, once again a bit before the sun rises. Won’t take too long for that to correct itself though. Life’s tough if that’s the worst thing I can complain about!

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