Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Day 51, Shepherd TX to Navasota TX

Today was just an absolute grind, a grindy grind. I've been having trouble getting going in the morning but that is nothing new. Today though it might have finally got me. I was up early and had ever single opportunity to get ready. I remember thinking to myself, "brush the teeth and I'm out the door, so easy". Turns out not so easy, watched some highlights then got sucked into a weird movie where John Travolta was named wax. A quick Google shows it is called " from Paris with love ". Did I enjoy it? I think so. I wonder if I was so against moving that I would have enjoyed anything but I'm not sure. I want to think that I'm thinking clear enough to know if I'm enjoying a movie or not but who knows. I've enjoyed lots of movies because I was too tired to not enjoy them. Passively enjoying a movie is easier than either finding something better or getting frustrated about. "They said you were crazy for growing soy beans here... You don't look so crazy now." Not a great movie but I watched it anyway and I can't go back. Sure I thought it was insane that twenty odd people were going to try and pick acres of soy beans. Not possible, still tried to enjoy the movie. Soy beans. That guy was also way too short to be a star wide receiver. Weird movie.

Anyway, I stalled in the morning but still got going eventually. First thing that hit me when I got outside was the wind, then it kept hitting me for the next seven hours, right in the face. It was a strong wind, the type of wind that can really flap a flag. It was super annoying and there was plenty of hills to battle along the way also. Just the rolling type of hills that have a long slow uphill so it is impossible to carry momentum up the hill. Just had to grind it out. I would like to thank my power legs for taking me to the finish line. Legs, insanely strong calves.

Trip stats
Hours riding: 6:14.57
Day miles: 79.01
Total miles west: 1371.58
Average speed: 12.6 mph
Max speed: 30.0 mph

1 comment:

  1. I'm impressed with your distances. 130km with a late start, wind in your face, and rolling hills! In three years of bike trip we never hit that mark.

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