Whoo Boy! My legs were fresh and I think I had a tail wind. The lights were against me mostly, but I was pedaling hard. Once I got to Atkinson I thought I might be able to get a new record so I hit it hard.
I left the house at 4:02 and when I got there I saw the clock change from 4:34 to 4:35. I’m going to take it as 32 minutes travel time which is one minute faster than I have ever done it so far.
Obviously I didn’t really pay much attention to anything else. I did notice that the moon was full and VERY bright. I had heard that there might be rain, but as soon as I woke up and saw the light streaming in the window and knew it would be a good riding day.
SPEEEEED! I decided from the get-go that I was going to try to get home as fast as possible.
I had another reason for a need for speed. I left work early because I had to attend a meeting that bridged the time when I had to leave. Of course I didn’t leave my desk until when I should have been leaving the building.
I nearly ran through the halls to my bike and threw on my clothes.
I got out the door at 12:10. There was a strong wind out of the NW. Officially it was the NW, but it felt much more like it was right out of the west.
I couldn’t afford a 50 minute ride home and even a 45 minute ride would not really wouldn’t have given me enough time to cool down before calling in.
I blew through as many intersections that didn’t have traffic, but I did go to all the lights.
I came up behind a woman rider at one point. She was riding casually, and had stopped at a stop sign. She started going and I went past her.
Then I saw another rider in the distance. This one struck me as another woman, though I couldn’t really see, I couldn’t even see if it was actually a rider and now a walker. All I could see was the aqua shirt.
As I got closer I realized it was a rider. I was closing, but the rider was still far ahead and might turn off at any intersection.
I saw the rider come up to Butterfield. That street has a light and you are supposed to go to the actual intersection, press the button and wait for the light.
I always do this because going straight across is a matter of timing and I never catch it just right.
This rider went straight across (which I call cheating). I had a tough ride ahead to catch up.
I got to the street and of course the traffic didn’t allow me to cheat. I went to the light and hit the button.
When I could, I crossed and put the hammer down.
I was never really sure it was a woman. When I caught up she was riding pretty well and I hate passing unless I’m really riding a lot faster than the person I’m passing.
I blew past her and never got a great look at her, so I’m really guessing that it was a woman.
Right after her was a woman jogging. I came up to her at Carmel High School. She surprised me by turning around as soon as she got to the driveway.
I had been ready with my bell so I could pass her and in the end we nearly collided. I did ring my bell as politely and we apologized to each other.
|Mrs. Prop as Trixie|
I made it home at 12:51, only 41 minutes into a headwind!My thighs were on fire, I’m going to take it easy tomorrow.