It can be worse than 40 degrees and sunny. That’s what I kept telling myself as I went on today’s ride. My objective was Davis Ford, to take a picture of the small bridge over the Occoquan River and compare it to one I took in April. I also wanted to try a “Zone 2 Workout,” in which you try to keep your heart rate down in that relatively low zone (Zone 1 is your resting heart rate) in order to burn fat and “build a conditioning base” (whatever that is) for next summer’s rides.
I pedaled northward and eventually ended up on the path parallel to the Prince William Parkway. This is not in the best of shape and I have heard reports of many riders suffering flats on this stretch. Fortunately, I emerged unscathed and was soon on the steep downhill to Davis Ford. I pulled over at a small patch of dirt and took a picture of the river:
By way of comparison, this is how it looked in April:
I like April. I’m trying to get into cold weather cycling, but so far it’s charms elude me. Apart from the seasonally flavored Clif Bars (today’s was Iced Gingerbread!) there isn’t very much upside. It takes longer to get ready, longer to put everything away when you return, you have less hearing due to the skull cap, and less flexibility due to the layers of clothing. And one more thing – it’s freakin’ cold out.
I was hoping to try a new road – Asdee Lane – but this turned out to be another dirt road. I really didn’t want to press my luck and flat in weather like today, so I took a less adventurous route. While traveling through a neighborhood only two miles from my house, I threw in a small wrinkle and went up Saratoga and George Washington roads, which I have never been on before . Imagine my surprise when I came across an historical marker!
It’s not a terribly fascinating one, other than it bears a resemblance to the stereotypical “George Washington Slept Here” signs you often see on old buildings up and down the East Coast. It’s hard to picture Messrs. Washington and Jefferson stomping about this area today. It’s just a simple subdivision, just like thousands of others that are strung together around Washington, DC. And no, the picture is not at an angle. The sign is really tilted that much.
Idiot Of The Ride. I haven’t had occasion to use this award of late, but a workman passing me in a pickup truck on Spriggs Road has given me cause to do so today. On a four lane road that had very little traffic, this guy felt the need to pass within a foot of me and blare his horn while doing so. His passenger was pointing at the mixed-use path next to the road – an indication that this is where they believed I should be. The irony is that I was lawfully traveling in the road, as far to the right as possible, and the only one who broke the law was this loser, who did not give me the two feet of clearance required by law. I’m sure hitting your horn as you pass someone for the sole purpose of startling him is a no-no as well. Merry Christmas.