Last night was the first time riding since February 26th. I don’t know what the heck it was that I caught but it had me down and out! An almost constant annoying dry cough, an itch in my throat, and a rattle as I tried to breathe. It was miserable! Yesterday I felt good all day at work my bike sat in the truck waiting to be ridden… the plan was change in to the cycling gear at work, leave promptly at 4:30, drive to Fat Frogs to meet some folks by 5:15, and then go on a wonderful ride. A call from the City of Virginia Beach Fire Department changed that a bit. As typically will happen when you have personal plans you are excited about that nasty thing called work rears it’s ugly head and makes you “tweak” your personal plans.
Yesterday the Allied Technologies building, which happens to be connected to the Old FX / Bill’s Flea Market building, caught fire around 11AM. According to news reports, a light fixture sparked and ignited a pile of boxes undernearth of it in the Allied Technologies warehouse. The fire was going throughout the day and the fire department was expecting a long night so they needed some additional site lighting to work through the night. That’s where I come in, we got the call at 4:25PM to provide two sets of lights for them. That meant a stop on Independence Blvd. before heading out on my ride.
I have never seen anything quite like what was going on out there nor have I ever seen so many fire trucks in one places. There were huge water lines were running all over the place and more fireman than I knew the City of Va Beach had moving all around. It was quite the scene and I some major respect for everyone out there on the site. They had what could have been complete and utter chaos under control and working well. I was impressed with the whole operation!
Anyways after the stop over there I managed to get down to the shop at about 5:50PM and get geared up to ride. And what a ride it was Dan Craft and Fred Parker rolled out with me into a beautiful headwind of 8-10 mph. I felt good especially considering that I hadn’t ridden in so long. We were doing really well I had a nice hard pull on one section, did a nice stand up in my Big-11 through Trail of Tears. I was feeling great, my lungs were burning, me legs were aching, but I was not hacking up a lung!!! We turned to head back and got a nice tail wind so we worked some big gears pushing our way back. When we got through the “S” curves we heard a loud noise from Fred’s bike. He popped a spoke in his back wheel. We all had tubes, CO2, pumps, and a bunch of other stuff but no extra wheels. So it was a nice easy ride back to the shop to finish out the ride. Belgium Knee Warmers was right when he said “The real moment of glory comes in that first post-flu ride. The smells
can be alternately fresh and mechanical. The sounds are varied as the
horns and buzzes of a Spike Jones routine. You can see for miles and
all the colors are Kodachrome. Whether you feel fit or not, there is no
surer sign that all is right with the world than when you are back on
your bike.”
Tonight is another ride and even Amber is going on this one!! Hopefully it’s at least half as enjoyable as the ride last night!