The Weekend Update
Saturday morning, my friend Sarah and I went on a long bike ride. Long is relative term just like fast is a relative term. So you half-iron and iron types, please grin politely while I write about our "long" ride.
We started out from my house, which is near the Veloway and the Mopac "Autobahn." I had mapped out a course that would give us around 20 miles (including one Veloway lap). It was a lovely ride, and riding with Sarah had much to do with that. We wisely chose to do our Veloway lap at the start of our Mopac loop. See, I know how I am. I knew I would not do the Veloway loop on the trip back when my legs were tired.
Two points of interest on this ride. We were honked at on Davis Lane (not a friendly honk either...a rude honk). We were yelled at from someone in a car driving 65+ on Mopac. The honk didn't startle me, but the yell did. I actually screamed a little scream. I have never been honked or yelled at while biking (that I remember). I know it happens, and I'm really mad about it all now. It's extremely rude and dangerous.
We ended up biking 21.6 miles, and we both noted how out-of-bike-shape we are and vowed to continue biking and work up to 30+ miles. After the bike, I promised Sarah that I'd take her on a short run. We jogged for 20 minutes, and I'm glad we did it. I plan to run after every bike ride I do in the hopes that I'll get used to it.
This reminds me...I have a goal. It's so nice to have a goal. Sarah and I are planning to do the Burnet triathlon on September 16. It's a sprint distance, but the bike of 18 miles is longer than a usual sprint. I can say that around mile 18 of our ride I was thinking, "Why am I signing up for a triathlon again?"
Sunday David and I had a date. We saw The Bourne Ultimatum and then went for a run at the TLT. It's funny to say that our date included running, but it did. Running with David gives me mixed emotions. I like it b/c I like him. I hate it b/c I'm so slow and for some reason, I whine more and run slower when he's there. We did 3 miles, and the first mile or mile and a half I was running at a faster pace than I normally do for easy runs. I felt okay (despite having a really gluttonous Saturday night). It hit me though the last part of our run, but David kept me going and kept me entertained. I'm happy to have run and hope I sweated out all the toxins from too much food and drink.
Funny tidbit: One of the bible lessons at church talked about Noah being drunk from wine. The correlative text was surely there just for me...drunkenness is not good! I felt like surely no one else in the church was feeling as though that section was directed at them in any way, shape or form. < hangs head guiltily >
We started out from my house, which is near the Veloway and the Mopac "Autobahn." I had mapped out a course that would give us around 20 miles (including one Veloway lap). It was a lovely ride, and riding with Sarah had much to do with that. We wisely chose to do our Veloway lap at the start of our Mopac loop. See, I know how I am. I knew I would not do the Veloway loop on the trip back when my legs were tired.
Two points of interest on this ride. We were honked at on Davis Lane (not a friendly honk either...a rude honk). We were yelled at from someone in a car driving 65+ on Mopac. The honk didn't startle me, but the yell did. I actually screamed a little scream. I have never been honked or yelled at while biking (that I remember). I know it happens, and I'm really mad about it all now. It's extremely rude and dangerous.
We ended up biking 21.6 miles, and we both noted how out-of-bike-shape we are and vowed to continue biking and work up to 30+ miles. After the bike, I promised Sarah that I'd take her on a short run. We jogged for 20 minutes, and I'm glad we did it. I plan to run after every bike ride I do in the hopes that I'll get used to it.
This reminds me...I have a goal. It's so nice to have a goal. Sarah and I are planning to do the Burnet triathlon on September 16. It's a sprint distance, but the bike of 18 miles is longer than a usual sprint. I can say that around mile 18 of our ride I was thinking, "Why am I signing up for a triathlon again?"
Sunday David and I had a date. We saw The Bourne Ultimatum and then went for a run at the TLT. It's funny to say that our date included running, but it did. Running with David gives me mixed emotions. I like it b/c I like him. I hate it b/c I'm so slow and for some reason, I whine more and run slower when he's there. We did 3 miles, and the first mile or mile and a half I was running at a faster pace than I normally do for easy runs. I felt okay (despite having a really gluttonous Saturday night). It hit me though the last part of our run, but David kept me going and kept me entertained. I'm happy to have run and hope I sweated out all the toxins from too much food and drink.
Funny tidbit: One of the bible lessons at church talked about Noah being drunk from wine. The correlative text was surely there just for me...drunkenness is not good! I felt like surely no one else in the church was feeling as though that section was directed at them in any way, shape or form. < hangs head guiltily >
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