…Sometimes You Don’t.
Same goes for biking. Some days I just don’t feel like riding. It’s probably a combination of both mental and physical fatigue. At this point though, I feel like I should be able to bang out at least 50 miles every day, easily.
Maybe it was the workout we had yesterday, we were in the saddle for close to six and half hours. Maybe it’s because we do the same exercise, working the same set of muscles, every day. Today did have over 4000 feet of climbing, but that’s par for the course here in Colombia. I should be used to that by now. Maybe I’m expecting too much, but today my legs weren’t having it, and the cheerleader in my mind was not overly enthusiastic about convincing them otherwise.
And it wasn’t for lack of beautiful scenery. The ride today was gorgeous, almost to a fault. We had way too many opportunities and reasons to get off the bikes.
We stopped for lunch at 12:30 and hadn’t even covered 20 miles yet. I was ready to throw in the towel.
Later in the day Orlando, while out for his daily ride, caught up to us on his road bike. He rode with us for a while and ended up inviting us to his house for the night. The catch? He lives in Pitalito, 15 miles away. We only had a little over an hour of sunlight remaining, and it was all up hill.
It’s amazing though what the incentive of a warm shower and a roof can do for my cycling performance. It also helped that he had a stash of cookies he was doling out. I threw it into gear and got myself to Pitalito just as night was enveloping us.
We enjoyed an evening with Orlando and his family, sharing stories and photos from our trip. Orlando’s family is a cycling-centered household. Their son is in high school and is ranked second in Colombia for cycling. He was at a competition so we didn’t get the chance to meet him, but we saw his wall of trophies and medals. Quite impressive.