Sunday, April 11, 2010
It's an oxymoron (that means two words that simply don't belong together).
I really don't do fast.
But once a week on Wednesdays I go out and bike as fast as I can for a distance. Each week 10% more.
So two weeks ago I biked till my heart was bursting for 19 miles. Average speed 14.7 mph.
Last week I did 20 miles. Average 14.7 mph.
Today I was up to 23 miles, but I could only hold 14.0 mph. My excuse was the firece headwind.
I do cheat.
Have you noticed wind starts out slower in the AM and picks up speed as the day progresses?
I don't know if that is true everywhere but it is sure true in East Central Indiana.
So I start out at the crack of dawn biking straight into that 9 mph headwind.
I go half way as fast and hard as I can.
Then I take a break. Sit by a tree, eat a chocolate chop cookie and read my Kindle.
Look at my Droid puzzledly wondering what those sounds mean.
I wait and let the wind pick up speed.
Then I zoom home with a great tail wind of 12 mph.
I am certainly hoping that when we bike across America we have mostly tail winds, yes?