Or: How I Spent my Friday Night. By Tomas, Age 30
After spending most of Friday looking for work, submitting resumes to online sites, scouring Craigslist, and talking to a technical recruiter, I really needed to get out of my apartment for a while and get a good workout.
Around 5pm, I changed into my running clothes, put on my backpack and GPS then trotted downtown. (My Route) I ran to the downtown Portland Borders bookstore, 5 miles away, in 49 minutes 5 seconds. At least half of that run involved being rained on in 38ºF weather. Oh yeah. That was grande! Rewarded myself with a nice, large, soy hot chocolate. Mmmmmmmm…
I then hopped over to the Verizon store to get my phone updated so I can try out some GPS and Mapping applications.
Returning home via a very busy #15 bus trip, I ate some dinner, changed into some more appropriate riding clothes and hopped on the bike.
Nothing gets the heart pumping like cruising down Marine drive with 25 mile an hour cross winds, rain, and sub-freezing temperatures beating down on any exposed facial skin at 12:30 am. Grande! Even the unfortunate flat tire on Marine drive at 1am didn’t dampen my spirits.
Attempting to switch out the rear tube with gale winds blowing, in pitch black darkness, I found out that the two extra tubes I always ride with both had punctures in them. Great. Spending extra time trying to find the pin-hole in a tube is always fun!
45 minutes later, I was thoroughly soaked, freezing hands and getting a bit hungry, I was back on my way. I even stopped at a Walmart to pick up some hand warmers that only worked for about 15 minutes before becoming water-soaked themselves and ceased working.
At some point of my ride, the rain and wind stopped, exposing the mostly full luna in a bright glory to illuminate my way. That made the last 15 miles of my trip a bit more pleasant.
3:55 am, I rolled up to my apartment. My gloves and shoes were completely full of water. I was slightly shivering, hungy, having to pee, and yet after the hardships of this ride, I was happy to complete 40 miles.
Most people are “fair weather riders”. However, since I am trying to physically and mentally preparing myself for some 24 hour races on bicycle and on foot, I need all the conditioning I can get no matter the weather. I can’t wait for the sun to be out, dry, and temperatures at a pleasant 72ºF. What’s my point? I don’t know. I just want to ride.
Right. So…keep on riding…yeah.