I actually went to swim practice TWICE this week. This has not happened since the week of July 8th. Craziness. Even more crazy, I could kick fairly hard and not feel my fracture. Awesome. Also: that's why I haven't been swimming very much. Spending 3,000 meters pulling or barely kicking sucks. Its impossible to motivate myself to go twice a week with that suckage. Really.
I have ridden a grand total of 200 miles in the past 2 months. Most of my rides are on the 45-50 mile range. So, logically, I signed up for a century ride this Sunday. Smart! I figure, I can do Palmer Lake, which is 2k gain in 20 miles ok, and I can ride 45-50 miles and not be sore, so I should be relatively ok for a century ride with 4k gain in 30 miles. And then another 70 miles after that. NO PROBLEM! I mean, there's 30 miles of downhill after the 30 miles of uphill (which really, requires no work what-so-ever), and then 40 miles of relative flatness.
|no problem! [gulp]|
And if I'm dying, I can cut out early and go down Lefthand Canyon or something and simply ride back to the post-ride party. Or a brewery. We'll see if I survive. Its probably not my smartest idea ever, but since when is smart fun?