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Yes, did ride before flying to DC

Yet another seemingly-obligatory photo of West Old LaHonda on yet another seemingly-obligatory beautiful day in Northern California

Had to fly to DC today, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to ride in the morning! In fact, I carefully constructed an itinerary that allowed me to get in the regular Tuesday-morning ride and get to the airport in time… yes, including a shower.

This morning it was JR, Eric, Kevin, Kevin and, on Kings anyway, another guy riding up with his on one of our bikes whose name I forget. Hate that! All that matters is that he’s faster thanĀ I am.

Old-guy Kevin started up fairly fast, with me glued to his wheel, while the others rode up a bit more casually. Well maybe not JR; he just takes a bit to get warmed up. But when I got to that part where you look over the peninsula through the open spot on the left, I looked back and…. no sign of younger Kevin. Odd. Maybe he’s just feeling really slow after Sunday’s ride, or maybe a seizure.

A couple minutes later and there he is. I turn around and ride up with him and Eric, but not for long as I get ditched off the back. Why do I wait? How many times will I ask myself that question? What’s the definition of stupid? I did find out later that yes, he had a seizure, but doesn’t matter, he still gets up the hill in under 30 minutes. Despite losing 2 minutes, 2 seconds to me on the lower part of the hill.

Yes, another beautiful day up on Skyline, as the morning fog burned off before we got there (one advantage to not climbing TOO fast!). And having gotten in a good ride before spending 6 hours on planes is always a good thing.

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What’s your cadence?

As we head up Kings, a pair of riders in front of us is turning left onto Tripp. I didn't know you could do that! Not climb Kings? That's un-American. Especially when you turn tail right in front of it.
As we head up Kings, a pair of riders in front of us is turning left onto Tripp. I didn’t know you could do that! Not climb Kings? That’s un-American. Especially when you turn tail right in front of it.

It’s January, getting pretty close to the middle of winter, so it shouldn’t be that much of a surprise if it’s 34 degrees in Woodside as we start the regular Tuesday/Thursday morning ride, but it really didn’t seem right that it was only up to 39 when we got back! Good thing modern cycling apparel lets you ride comfortably in weather like this without dressing up like an eskimo.

Kevin, Kevin, Eric, Marcus & Nigel joined me this morning for what all agreed ahead of time was going to be as easy ride up the hill, but younger Kevin decided to end the truce as soon as we started up through Huddart Park (via Greer). Things started coming apart after we got back onto Kings; I held on until about half-way up at which point Marcus, younger Kevin and Nigel rode away from me. Kind of getting used to that. Marcus was pretending to have a nasty cold but not pretending so much that he didn’t kick the pace up further, dropping Nigel and challenging Kevin to successfully charge past him on the final part of the climb. At least that’s what I’m told; I was quite a bit further down the hill at the time.

The high points were Kevin not having a seizure and noticing that he’s bringing his cadence to a literally-higher level. He’s always known that my too-low cadence can be improved upon, but today we joked that riding with the older Kevin, who’s cadence is ultra-slow, is convenient because he can use older Kevin’s cadence like a metronome. He just has to exactly match each of older Kevin’s pedal strokes with two of his own.

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