I learned something very important about myself on yesterday ride (63.86 miles and 2,849 feet of climbing): Age and injuries have finally caught up to me … and I have limits. Damn … I don’t like this whole limits thing one bit. But it’s true. Yesterday’s ride was my 7th consecutive day of riding, the … Continue reading A Ridge Too Far … And Then One More
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Riding the Ridges of Burgundy
I think I’ve figured out the key to cycling here in Burgundy and it’s all about … the ridges! Yes, ridges. Rolling ridges. I’m not exactly sure how many ridges there are here in Burgundy, or if I’ve ridden up and down the same one several times the past few days, or if there are … Continue reading Riding the Ridges of Burgundy