Jack Nicholson should have tried cycling.
Had one of those bad days today. Anxious, questioning abilities at work -- picking bad stocks at the worst possible times. My mind was twisting up like a pretzel. You know how it goes.
It didn't take a cookie to reverse my fortune though. Just three laps in Central Park on a 70 degree day.
After laboring through 40 degree rides for the first six weeks the cycling gods finally provided a reprieve. I felt like a hot knife ripping through butter. My buddy and I averaged 19mph for our 20 mile ride. We were pounding out the flats at 20-21mph.
This is why I ride.
Now it's off to Houstons to pound a few beers and who knows what else.
1 comment:
knowing myself, I would have taken the cookie. Nothing like food to manage the anger.
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