I took the bike outside!!!!!!!!!! I say finally, but really it's still March in Maine and anything can happen in March. I am actually proud of myself for being out there this early in the season.
It was comical. I didn't want to be cold. For some reason I Hate being cold on the bike. I don't mind it so much while running. But biking, nope. It's different. My feet freeze. My hands freeze. yuck. I dont' concentrate on riding, I concentrate on how cold I am. I live in a Very hilly area and so 50% of the time I am descending...brrr. I am now a seasoned triathlete (I can pretend anyway..). I was going to be smart and prepared for this ride. I waited until noon so the skies could warm up. It was 22 when I ran this a.m., 32 after dropping the kids, and at take off time: 43. The "old me" would have been scared at that. Refused to try really. Not now. Now I am Tough! (I'm trying here.) I got out all the warm stuff: warm biking pants loose running pants to go over those a tight short sleeve thin underarmour shirt a thicker and much warmer underarmour shirt over that a random long sleeve warm shirt over that a long sleeve tight fitting fleece zip up underarmour and on top, my warm biking coat! a balaclava warm winter gloves and the Best move of the day THREE layers of toe covers for my shoes --- I do mean this one...that was a good move (remember that post I wrote about my cold feet? ;) I think that was it. I was pretty stiff. Not-much-flexibility that's ok! I was going to be WARM!!! I donned my helmet and glasses and off I went. Down the hill. See, I have to start going downhill!! A whole Mile! It can be a chilly way to start. I was warm! Ha! I did it. But wait. My EYES!? My eyes were watering so badly....I could barely see. My eyes were cold. Ok, suck. it. up! I was truly laughing at myself here. I had a great great time. I did have to literally stop, unclip and turn a few corners oh so carefully as there's about 2 inches of deep sand on most of the backroads. They won't sweep for at least another month. (for the southerners...they sand our roads all winter so it's not too slippery. It's cheaper than rock salt.) I felt so free. I was actually moving down the road! Take that 4 hour trainer ride!! Did I mention that before? Yes, I conquered four looooooooong hours on the trainer on Sunday. It HURT! LIterally. I couldn't sit, on a chair, for a couple days. Probably should get some real bike shorts instead of tri shorts I guess. Lesson learned. Ironman training requires real bike pads. Aero was out of the question. I had too much on! I could barely bend to that position (ok I could) but there were so many clothes between my chest and my legs it just did not work. I pedalled along enjoying the fresh air. Sweating. My feet were warm though. Ooohh A cop! slow down. Ha, you're on the bike dear, in your dreams. I made it home and frantically peeled off the layers. Lesson learned. when you live in climates like this with ever changing weather, you have to learn what combination of clothing works for different temperatures. I have different combos for running when it's 15 vs. 25 vs. 41. Same goes for biking...this was a new temp for me. I was a virgin sub-50 degree biker. I had to start somewhere!