Number of miles biked the week before that: Zero.
And the week before that? Zero.
During the first two weeks of December, I managed to bike a whopping 31 miles. [That's just not normal.]
Having been off the bike for three weeks, it would seem prudent to increase my activity level gradually.
Biking to work on Monday felt good.
So did Tuesday.
Why not Wednesday?
Friday was fine. A new co-worker was impressed; even more so when he heard how long my trip is. “You look normal,” he said. “Not like one of those emaciated 0%-body-fat types.”
[Chocolate. Dessert. Chocolate desserts.]
Which brings us to Saturday, a sixth consecutive cycling day. The perfect day for a loosely-organized club ride with a late morning start.
The first hill hit me hard. [Payback.] The rest? Not so much.
For the day, 38 miles with 1,720 feet of climbing.
For the week? 3,740 feet of climbing over 148 miles.
Sunday is a day for rest.