|Unappreciated view from Cordelia Park|
|It's kitty time!|
Never one to shy away from adventure, I committed to heading over to the Wilksboro area to ride the infamous Brushy Mountain route Sunday morning with Chuck Norris and The Champ. I was feeling a little intimidated to ride with these guys as I know from personal experience they are both strong climbers and really tend to push the hills. I figured the two guys would just feed off each other and leave me behind like chum in the water. Unfortunately for me this was the least of my worries. About 90 minutes into the ride I blew up. We were on our second climb and I was struggling to breathe. My heart rate skyrocketed and I felt like I was hyperventilating. The combination of clouds, cooler temperatures, and high humidity beguiled me to believing I did not need to eat or drink anything. Yet when I hit the top of Lithia Springs I was drenched and had a nice steady stream of sweat rolling off my nose as I bent over my bike trying to catch my breath. Thinking I had just overcooked it, I continued on with the ride feeling quite helpless as my mind and body slowly and painfully deteriorated. On the last big climb of the day I found my legs barely capable of pushing my pedals. I contemplated getting off my bike and sitting on the side of the road until someone took pity on me but since I was so busy throwing a pity party for myself I ended up lumbering my way up to the top without additional assistance. When I finally caught sight of the guys my mind was almost in full blown tantrum mode. Chuck Norris tried to memorialize the meltdown via video. Luckily a few words in the right tone put an end to those shenanigans. I silently finished the ride stifling expletives and whimpers as my adductors and quads continued to cramp. I was frustrated and disappointed in myself for not being smarter and fueling appropriately but mainly for letting it get to me. The celebration for reaching our final destination was short and sweet but only when I watched Chuck Norris head out for a post ride run did I realize 1) this stuff isn't easy 2) I should be thankful I get to do it 3) I am constantly surrounded by the amazing athletes/friends. And with that I rang my air cowbell as loud as possible for Chuck Norris as he came in FTW.
|Johnny Tango, he looks innocent enough|