This blog is just for me, it’s a place where I keep stuff that interest me. If you find something here that interest you, that’s great. This is one of my post directed to myself. Kinda self analyses. Why am I putting myself through this? This being getting myself into good enough shape to ride across America on a recumbent trike or bike.
Yesterday I was going to rescue a turtle crossing the road in front of the house but I was so slow I couldn’t catch it. At 67 I’m really finding it difficult getting back into riding shape. I’ve been riding 5 to 10 miles every other day and doing some upper body on the other days. Stop laughing, I started at 2.5 miles. I’m working towards 50 mile days.
The route that I take is all uphill except for the downhill parts. I spend 80% of my riding time on the uphill parts. I know if I spent less time on the uphill parts I would be going faster. Therein lies one of the problems. I could put my trike in the back of the truck and haul it somewhere with less uphill parts, but for some reason that seems counter productive.
The road that I ride is a not very well maintained county road. From my driveway, this county road is uphill in either direction. It is also uphill from my house to the county road. That’s about 3/8’s of a mile and I’ve already taken 2 rest breaks. Oh yeah, uphill in loose sand. That’s why I have knobby tires in the back, traction in the sand.
I’ve not increased my calorie intake yet. Just because I’m out riding for an hour and a half doesn’t mean I’m burning very many calories. I have changed to more protein to help build my recumbent leg muscles. That should do the trick. But it sure is taking a long time to work. Did I mention I’m taking a daily vitamin now? Senior version.
I know this can be done, I’ve read on Crazy Guy the journals of other old men and women touring. One of the journals mentioned meeting an old man on his 70th birthday doing 70 miles a day. Insane. I’ll keep working at this for a few more days and see if I can turn this around. Maybe I can be ready by the end of February or March. Yes, this year. Maybe April or so. It’ll be warm in April.
Maybe someday I’ll be advertising for a riding partner. Another old, slow person to ride with me. You’ll have to be the one fast enough to catch the turtles and move them off the road.