Saturday, July 8, 2017
Legs of July
You can tell that this one was a bit of a loser fest hence the title. Oh wait a minute... can you?
I call this phenomenon 'July Legs.' It happens every time there is hot humid weather. Quite sad really. There is literally no energy to be spent on the pedalling part of riding bikes (some might say an important part.) When like this, my body wants no part of riding bikes and wants to sit in a hammock in the back yard and drink daiquiris all day.
I forced myself to go and made it (I believe) 16 more or less kilometres after my legs shut down after the 5 km mark. It was rough but I carried on through the thick lower Ewok river trail where I was slapped with wet grass and branches from a previous nights rain. It was honestly a bit aggravating.
The route you ask? Old School Mill Creek Parking spot to Lower Ewok, a climb up where I giggled at myself for considering upper Ewok on the return back and chose the midway.
The ride was shitty. Yet as always it was still infinitely better than hanging out at Costco.
I hate Costco.
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