The Ratchet has been hanging on the wall for a couple of weeks while I spent time in the woods on my mountain bike. I was wondering how I would feel getting back on the carbon ride and was not sure how my legs were going to hold up to the demands of the pace.
We rolled out, Kevin and I keeping a steady warm up pace, and then peeled off. Either the pace was slow or I was feeling good. I chalked it up to: the pace was slow.
The changing of the seasons always comes quickly, after getting into the routine of the previous season, I prepare myself for what lies ahead (cold) while enjoying what is happening now.