37 miles later (add a mile cause I fogot to start the gps until I saw mile marker 1) and I am totally shot. Single speeding involves all kinds of mysterious upper body muscle that are now really hurting. I've got a 2.5 hr drive ahead of me so gotta go.
The above post was from the trail head at Tsali Friday when I finished my ride. I have been really feeling the need to go single speed Tsali and get in a lot of miles. It ended up being just me so, I thought why not try to do the left and right loops twice. I was looking forward to seeing just how bad I could punish myself. I have not done a ride of that distance on a single speed in a long time. Well, actually I might have only come close with a 20 miler and that was years ago on a 26 inch single speed. I think an aluminum one at that. Let me just say I will never ride another 26 inch aluminum SS again. A 29 for SS'ing is the way to go. I also can't take the beating that aluminum hard tails hand out. A spoiled fancy pants? Yeah maybe. Still won't wear sweety tighty bike shorts though. So not that much a fancy pants. Ha!
The day was chilly. Never broke 45 and it was windy. The only time I felt really cold was on the sides exposed to the lake. The wind cut right through and being sweaty made it a bit worse. Aside from that it was a classic fall scene. All the colors, the leaves, and the sun was bright. A beautiful day to be sure. I might have seen about eight riders on the trail all day. All of which were running it in the opposite direction and let me pass. Beautiful. Not crowded. I was loving it. The trail was thick with leaves and still I never had a problem with the 29s loosing grip. Never slipped or washed out. I had two hills that came right out of turns that I just could not get the momentum I needed to clean and had to push them. I tweaked my wrist the first attempt on one of them because I was torquing so hard to try and make it. Sometimes you have to concede and push. I held a pretty descent pace and just sort of slipped into the zone. Not really thinking about anything. I just sort of soaked in my surroundings and slip into a groove (much like my moto for life. Digg and Groove)(thanks drunk skater dude). I broke for about 20 minutes to have lunch and had to put on a jacket before running the trails a second time. This ride worked my joints the worst. A lot of upper body soreness. Shoulders, Elbow, wrist, and lower back. But hey that's Single Speeding. I really felt like I had done something after this one. I had packed a cooler full of goodies. Something for lunch and post ride. I really had to hit the fluids and food afterwards to get my energy back up. Driving home for two and a half hours after a ride like that can be miserable if you don't try to get a quick recovery going. Part of that recipe is to grab a milk shake somewhere. Aaahhh.
A ride like this is great for a little introspection and to clear the neural pathways of poop left behind by inconsiderate pet owners.