The never ending frustrations with junior gears on
Thursday... almost impossible to balance the heart rate with the cadence of the Hour of Power. But I finally sucked it up and switched the rear wheel off of
Stevo's bike with mine. Complaints from my
derailleur almost synced with the old man's.
Riding in the 52-12 for 3600 seconds, the pain part of this hour doesn't even start until the next morning when the daily trek to school begins. A seven minute ride to school nearly turns double with the intense soreness.
But not to complain... accompanied by Thor, who is in the neighborhood for the holidays,
el gigante and the ever infamous
Stevo, the three hour ride to the top of
cantelowe went by swiftly.
A quick chat with Kyle on the summit entitled, the fall of the
Mako junior team and a cold Christmas in Scotland. Props to Kyle though... he looked light
coming up the final push of the climb.
