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When impulse and spontaneity fail to make my "way" as uneven as possible then I shall sit up nights inventing means of making life as conglomerate and vivid as possible. Those who live in the even tenor of their way simply exist until death ends their monotonous tranquility. No, there's going to be no even tenor with me. The more uneven it is the happier I shall be. And when my time comes to die, I'll be able to die happy, for I will have done and seen and heard and experienced all the joy, pain, thrills—every emotion that any human ever had—and I'll be especially happy if I am spared a stupid, common death in bed. So, Dad, I'm afraid your wish will always come to naught, for my way is to be ever changing, but always swift, acute and leaping from peak to peak instead of following the rest of the herd, shackled in conventionalities, along the monotonous narrow path in the valley. The dead have reached perfection when it comes to even tenor!
Richard Halliburton - 1919











It's all downhill from here

It feels good to feel good

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This entry was posted on 9/25/2006 7:15 PM and is filed under uncategorized.

One of the cool things when I got into MTBiking some 7 or so years ago was that each "season" I was getting stonger, more skillful, and faster, at least compared to my riding crew.

The past two seasons have felt like a slump.  That's about the time I got diagnosed and put on meds for hypertension.  Correlation, que?

This year, I'm riding a bit.  3-4 times a week - 1 hour plus a session.  But I consistently felt like I was struggling and after an hour *pop* nothing.

Last Sunday I did the Cedro race in Albuqueruqe !GREAT STUFF!.  I started out good, faded a bit and pushed it out, but at least I rolled it in.  Going into the race and after it I felt a cold coming on - which then hit big time.  I felt like scrap and no riding last week.  A short ride on Saturday to push the cold out of the system

--- then a bit of a stretch on Sunday ---

Six of us got together for a Fall Sunday epic.  A good roll, regroup, roll ride.  Some exploricating and getting disoriented along the way.  We ended up one pass north of what we intended.  But we figured it out. 

I even did a sideslope skid, drove the derailler into the spokes, broke a spoke, removed, tweaked and replaced the derailler and rode it out.  Titus makes a solid derailler hanger, btw. 



Stats:
Total ride time -  5:07
Time in motion - 3:06 
Distance - 22.26 miles
Climbing - 3,210 ft
Calories burned - 3,716
Avg HR 134




The stats are small change for some folks, but a good step up for me.

The good news is I felt good through the ride.  I tried to keep a steady pace without any crazy pushing, but still hit some good AT HR in the 155-162 range, and was able to motor in the 145-155 range.  Better than I've done in a while.  And at ride's end, I still had some spark left.

Maybe sometimes getting sick is good for you.

 
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    • 10/1/2006 7:36 PM Jeni wrote:
      Hey D,
      Sorry to hear about the hypertension diagnosis. I hope the meds are working for you...good news? I was diagnosed with hypertension too a few years ago. I felt like I'd hit a wall in my riding abilities. The good news is that I only needed the heavy duty meds (Covaar) for a little over a year, and now a simple diuretic, HCTZ, does the trick. Good luck with the "fight". Cut back on that salt and keep on riding. Exercise is one of the best things you can do to fight it.

      It was great seeing you at the Cedro race!!
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