Today I left work early to ride for a couple hours. Conditions were pretty much perfect, so the outing promised to be great. I was surprised by just how great I felt, though. I did a simple out-and-back 30-mile course (flat in the first and last thirds, fairly hilly in the middle) in a hair under two hours, for an average speed that well exceeds the speed at which I was riding last March. I hope this bodes well for the gravel centuries later in the spring. Even if it doesn’t, this was a great time.
Plus also, I got both some excellent helmet hair and great pad marks on my forehead.
(Cross posted to my gravel-riding blog, Think Gravel.)