Lemonade

Last week after life gave me ingredients I planned a trip from Moncton, New Brunswick to Mactaquac Provincial Park.

After a conversation about training with others in the group I decided to focus on time in the saddle to train for bigger trips I'm dreaming of. I planned a route with distances I did not believe I could achieve so that I knew I would have to ride all day if I ever wanted to make it.

The route I chose was 100-135 km a day for three days. Up until very recently, anything over 50km made my legs cramp. It was hard to continue. 100km in a day seemed like it would be at my limit. Those rides were constrained by time. This one was supposed to take all day.

I competed to route. Each day I took around 9 hours. I took nice brakes and ate a ton. I would stop anytime I felt I should and never climbed too hard. Each day I ended with gas in the tank and was able to start the next day no problem. All told I rode 350km.

There was even time to play. I brought a 1p tarp along with my tent and tried different ways of keeping my bike out of the rain and being able to keep using some of the bags in my tent without taking them off the bag.

All in all the trip was a success and I will probably ride tomorrow.