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Mar. 14th, 2010 09:45 pmAnother strange dream last night. I was dreaming I was joining a group of people going into a country I wasnt supposed to be in, as some sort of spy. It seemed like it was Afghanistan or something. There were taliban that we had to avoid but other than that the locals were friendly. Funny thing was one guy had sneaked into the country and was living in a huge fancy American mobile home, it even had a USA sticker on the bumper. Dreams are so weird.
Went out later than I had wanted to cycle, but still managed to stick to the plan and get well the computer said I had 2.45 ride time, but real time was 4 hours. I did stop and chat a couple of times, but also the computer didn't fire up a few times too, so I think thats where the difference comes in. Anyway good ride, but it was late when i got back, was going to at least put my running shoes on and run a bit, but there was a couple sitting close to the van and I thought Id look like a real tool if I went off running and came back in 5 mins, which was about all i thought I could handle. I did run over to the toilet block to wash my face, and was really surprised that my legs felt fine. But now Im wound down, I feel shattered. I rode 25 miles. I cant remember how hard the rides were I use to do with Tim and the boys when we'd do big 50 mile rides. Doesn't seem possible that they could be as hard as this, I cant imagine doing another 25 miles if what I just rode.
Went out later than I had wanted to cycle, but still managed to stick to the plan and get well the computer said I had 2.45 ride time, but real time was 4 hours. I did stop and chat a couple of times, but also the computer didn't fire up a few times too, so I think thats where the difference comes in. Anyway good ride, but it was late when i got back, was going to at least put my running shoes on and run a bit, but there was a couple sitting close to the van and I thought Id look like a real tool if I went off running and came back in 5 mins, which was about all i thought I could handle. I did run over to the toilet block to wash my face, and was really surprised that my legs felt fine. But now Im wound down, I feel shattered. I rode 25 miles. I cant remember how hard the rides were I use to do with Tim and the boys when we'd do big 50 mile rides. Doesn't seem possible that they could be as hard as this, I cant imagine doing another 25 miles if what I just rode.