-heart rate at 136 approx 2 blocks from my house. Odometer reads 8.6 mph. When you deliver these kinds of stats, your body needs fuel
-eat 1/2 of pb&j approx 6 blocks away from house
-can't seem to get my mind off of the other half of pb&j
-pedal for 20 minutes, then I pull over so I can fully enjoy the other half of sandwich
-stop for pee break
-pedal for 20 more minutes, then I crack open the CLIF NECTAR bar and ravinously eat that as well, before my body goes into shock and begins consuming my own tissue...(I think I read that somewhere)
-now I'm ready for a steady climb up Lookout
-"...I'm sooo hungry, I'm soooo hungry"
-ask skinny guy that passes me at mock 10 if I can buy some food off of him. Silly question. This man doesn't eat. If he does, it all goes to his knees and elbows, cuz they looked proportionately bigger than his biceps and quads. (Skinny biker guy, if you're reading this, I had no money anyway.)
-turn around and head for home
-pee break #2...I din't actually go #2 (like someone I know, A.P), it was just my second break
-Calories consumed: 1200
-Calories burned: 500
Nice work by me
3 comments:
love it.
who is this mysterious hulk you speak of?
He's my training buddy. He needs a lot of motivation. I'm all, "Hulk, you think that bike is gonna ride itself? Git movin'!"
heeheehee number 2oooo, number 2oooo....(please read the previous in a toooooth hurtie kind of accent).
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