I’m taking my Doctor’s advice who cautioned me about my advancing years and moving along at a hermit crab’s pace. He is an OBGYN. Just because my child bearing years are behind me doesn’t mean I am so advanced. After taking a rest day yesterday I rode 36 miles today from Gulf Shores AL to Pensacola FL.
I came to an intersection and Knuckle Head said to turn right. I saw a detour sign and figure we better have a conference. I sat down on a concrete island at the intersection in a thin line of shade offered by a utility pole. Within seconds I was being mauled by fire ants. They were biting me in the butt through my shorts. I figured the only solution was to get back on and ride with the natural squirming motion on the seat satisfying my itching.
The roads were flat and smooth, and the day was hot and humid. I figured I could use a little bath after the ride.
Day 77 stats: Rode 36.07 miles at 12.1 mph, Max= 16 mph, Cal=1399, (Returned some of those at Peg Leg Pete’s), Ave heart rate=129, Max heart rate=158, Ascent=295′, Descent=289′, Max elevation=81′ (over causeway), Min elevation=12′, Ave temp was 79 degrees. I have ridden 2461 miles in 64 days of riding. Rode 2:59 out of 3:54 today.
Not bad going for a geriatric. Keep taking every other day off and you might make it to the finish.
Yay!! Welcome to FL! Enjoy that beautiful beach!
Looks & sounds wonderful, wish I was there, except the fire ants !
You’re floating in the Gulf and it’s so cold I’m forced to wear socks here in DC. I would be jealous if I hadn’t gone sailing yesterday. Keep rollin’!
how fat can you be if you can get shade from a utility pole?
I don’t think he’s fat enough to float. I think he’s resting his ant-bitten butt on the sand just pretending to float!