Sunday’s ride featured a personal best for distance, not mine but my wife’s. We completed an epic 24-mile trek on the Rte 234 multi-use path, past the Lake Jackson Dam, all the way to the Meadows Farms Nursery. This is the farthest The Diesel has cycled to date and puts her in good shape for the 34-mile course we will ride in three weeks as part of the Reston Century ride.
I continue to be fascinated by The Diesel’s development as a cyclist as it touches upon the distinct differences between running and cycling. She routinely jogs 10 miles as she prepares for her first marathon this October. This is a distance on the edge of my fitness – comparable to a ride of 80 or 90 miles. I could go farther (and have) but to do so would be a significant emotional (and physical) event. Despite this high level of running prowess, she had her fill of cycling at 24 miles. I am happy she is taking on the 34 miler in August. At least she’ll be able to say her longest cycling distance is farther than the marathon she just ran. To have your longest run exceed your longest bike ride is kinda silly, in my opinion.
I believe I’ve discovered that the Madone is not a good bike to use on my trips with The Diesel. It’s simply too fast a machine and my wife is regularly frustrated as I errantly scoot away from her when I’m not paying attention. It’s not fun getting regularly dropped – I know this from experience – and I’m not interested in visiting the experience upon her. I believe Old Ironsides will work much better in the future.
I enjoy many types of bicycle rides. I like riding fast, riding far, riding in groups, and riding in new places. But the rides I like best are with my wife. Funny how that works, isn’t it?