Tell me where you rode today...

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One of those days. Harkened back to my beginnings. Early 90’s. Riding under the influence of Ripped Fuel (ephedra) and bonking. Bonking so hard that the quadriceps don’t contact anymore and you just fall over unable to pedal any longer. No packed food. Just a bottle of water that was done an hour prior.

Penn Branch Trail: today. Fucking annoying the hell out of me. Oak tree saplings in the face, ferns and blueberry bushes way too tight. Going off trail in the corners. What the hell is going on. Feel like Shit. Heart rate up the slower I go. Try to get off the trail. Add a mile out of the way. Sand. I get back on trail. No more power. What the actual fuck. Feel like crap. Such a beautiful day. Eat my homemade protein, carb, fat bar. Nope! Get back to the car. Load up. Call my wife

“Feel like crap, thought I had a stroke.

“Honey you just gave blood 5 days ago and you rode hard yesterday. Low on RBCs.

I
Am
An
Idiot

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My simple reward for my idiocy
 
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