Whilst Tux stays home and keeps an eye on my mother; Hottie and I are off to visit kin in the Eastern Time Zone. My goal of getting into European climbing shape prior to this trip has been met. I was due for a rest week and I am treating this trip as a super-sized rest week.
Grandpa, where are you ?
As I confront jet lag and large quantities of food appearing before my face I hope I can maintain some semblance of restraint. It would be tragic to come back from this holiday having lost fitness and increased my girth. To my absolute delight I am lighter than I have ever been in my cycling life. It feels good. Based on the amount of climbing that awaits me it could not have happened at a better time.
Upon my return I will enter the final phase of my training plan and hope to log another thousand kilometers prior to flying across the pond. I’m still slightly ahead of plan but I haven’t had any real problems yet.