Took a nice hour-long, 18 mile spin with the good Dr. Dan yesterday afternoon, overdressing as it turned out for the 55-degree spring temps. The man is on fire after losing 15 pounds over the fall, so it was a hammer-fest the entire ride.
Riding in January is a bit insane — the drivers aren’t used to seeing cyclists on the road so one has to be extra, extra careful not to be taken out by a roaring pickup truck driven by a hungover nailbanger pissed off that someone has the time and wherewithal to get on a $4,000 bike wearing day-glo spandex. But, as the Scandavians say, "There is no bad weather, just bad clothing.’ Dress right, put up with the snot production that comes with rolling along at 20 mph in the winter air, and as they say, the "Tour de France is won in January."
More in later post on the cycling goals of 2006.
Commentary about January training for European bike races usually involves someplace warm, though. Places like inside the house with weights or on rollers, or the Mediterranean coast in Spain.
Besides, 55 degrees isn’t cold anyway 😉 It was about 15 degrees F when I rode this morning.