After Grandma’s Marathon I anticipated recurring knee pain
and other old age issues of completing yet another 26.2 miles. It was the first time in a long time I
actually missed running. Not the
roads, but the trials. However, I
decided to stay on the bike. But the knee pain never came, but other body parts told me to take a break.
I have a goal of 3,000 commute miles this year, which
equates to 84 days of commuting to work.
After his week, I am half way there for work commutes at 42. However, I have logged 1,831 miles so
far this year. I thought that was
just OK but then I realized this means I averaged 8.2 miles a day this
year. That was an emotional
uplift. Then I realized, I have
several running friends who average more than that for daily miles on
foot. It is all relative.
I also improved my average speed to work recently. After watching the Olympics, I decided to do a time trial on the road bike to work. The previous time was just over 56
minutes, wind assisted. But August
2 was ideal. No wind. Since I ride all directions to get to
work, I always have the wind no matter what direction it blows. On this day, it was a new personal best
of 54:23 for 17.81 miles... According to the Garmin 405! Only had one red
light! Record average speed for me of 19.6 mph. Ave heart rate was 152. I was pumped. It was on my new rode bike, the Fuji Roubaix 2.0. I love the ways it glides!
Been taking more pictures
and learning new techniques.
Select Pictures below.
Overall been a decent
summer so far. The infection was under
control yet now it seems to come back.
I was so happy I rejected the Prednisone the last round. I will have another exam in a few weeks but I fear I will be given Levaquin again. But NO PREDNISONE! I cannot afford another 10 pounds and
that is what I seemed to gain every time I was one the stuff.
I am going be a
half-century in a next month. Time
goes by so fast. Not sure where it
all went and as I get older, there seems to be so much more I have not
accomplished. Some call it making a bucket list while others call it regrets.
I call it opportunity. Many
of my friends did not get the opportunity I have as they passed at an early
age. I will cherish the time and I
am in the mindset that the trails are in my future.
