7-15-10 Day 40: Off day in Glasgow, Montana:
Forgot to tell you, yesterday, I saw 3 groups of two cyclists going west to east, and a single cyclist going west to east. NO ONE is stupid enough to do what I’m doing. So this last group of two that I was passing by, they actually stopped and their side of the berm and watched me, and then started clapping. That totally stoked me for a bit, sending goosebumps all over my body, and getting me motivated for a good half hour more of riding before the dull ache of mental anguish set in again. That was very, very cool. This route 2 gets a lot of cycling traffic going cross country.
Ok, so today. Well, I was totally rocked yesterday. My legs were sore to the touch, my low back was sore, shoulders sore and arms sore. I must have stretched the legs and back out for about 45 min. Went to bed 9:30 PM after just sucking down those ice cold beers. Well, woke up at about 3:30 AM, and man I was just beat, thinking, “wow, got to get up in just over an hour to pack and get on the road.” And then this little voice in my head starting chanting, “off day, off day, off day.” Heck yes. I just kind of turned over and thought, nope, I’m getting a good 9 hrs sleep in and enjoying a day off. Hell, I’d just put 3 days of riding into two very gnarly days. So that was that, I was a day ahead of where I wanted to be. Woke at a leisurely 8 AM. Legs still really stiff and sore. Re-upped for another night here at the La Casa and then went across the street to a coffee bar and grabbed a dbl Red Eye and came back to the room to work on the computer for a few hours. Got a ton done, then waltzed over to a little casino for a breakfast, that place recommended by the motel owner. And he was right, it was just the best little greasy spoon. Got this massive Western Omelet that was as big as a plate. That and this monster side of hash browns and some toast, and I was just in hog heaven.
Came back to the motel and took a nap for nearly 2 hours. I mean I crashed hard. Felt just stellar not to be grinding for a day. Now the wind was light and out of the southwest at 5-15, and I really didn’t notice it a bit first thing in the morning when I got the coffee, but later, it definitely picked up – but nowhere, and I mean a capital NOWHERE like yesterday. Forecast is for a good week, with the wind out of the southwest and maybe even the southeast. But tomorrow is going to be 93 degrees, so I’ll have to get going by like 5:30 AM just to not to have to ride in 93 degrees with a light cross headwind.
I map-quested my route from here to Seattle and it came out to 938 miles. Damn, to me that sounds like NOT a whole lot. I have 3042 miles on my cyclocomputer right now, so I’m over three-fourths of the way done. I think I can finish by 7/31. Still have the Rockies, but heck, I’ll welcome that compared to grinding away on the flats into a headwind day after day as I have been ever since Crookston, MN.
Well, it’s short today. I’m going to hit Subway for a footlong Cold Cut Combo and a footlong Seafood Salad + some Ben & Jerry’s icecream for a snack this eve. It’s now about 88 degrees at 5 PM with about a 15 mph westerly. Definitely need to get rolling at 5:30 tomorrow morning. This was one day where I felt zero remorse for taking a day off, this and the day in Bismarck. Time to vegg!
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