Morning Ride Stats

I’ll paste them in later.

Morning Ride

They don’t call them the northwest hills for nothing.  I decided to try a different route, as well as to bike the whole way to work today.  I followed the recommended directions that Google came up with, and let me tell you, they must really be trying to get the American population to get physically fit in a hurry.  I was either tilted at a 45 degree angle pointed up or down the whole way crossing from Torrington into Canton.  It mellowed out after that, but it was intense!  I felt like I was in a Tour de CT or something.  Turned out to be 25.9 miles.

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One really cool thing about the ride was that I got to ride down this closed road called Marsh Rd. which passed by what I think was a wildlife preserve / turtle hatchery.  They had a sign about Spotted Bog turtles or something.  Pretty cool.  I hope to be passing my with a camera when they all start breaking ground and heading for the bog.  I have to admit that while I was going along this road, I started wondering if I had made a bad turn.  When I finally got to another road, there were no markings about what it was, but I took it and it was Niles Rd. after all, which is on the route.

I did miss a turn which would have shaved like a mile off the ride and would have taken me by a reservoir in Torrington, and instead I stayed on 202 which is OK but heavily trafficked and not much fun.  I’ll try to do it right on the way home.

On the final leg of my trip, right outside Unionville, I spotted what i think was a wood duck nestled in the high grass.  I circled back to watch her for a few minutes, then we said our goodbyes and I continued on.

Evening Ride Stats


Evening Ride

I just took the longest effing route to get home ever.  See for yourself:

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What happened was that as I got to Shadybook Road, which was on my google directions to get home, I started feeling like I was going the wrong way.  About that time my friend also called to invite me down to the Brew Pub for a drink.  Well, I thought, I’m pretty close to there (or so I thought).  After I trekked up probably the longest uphill I’ve ever ridden (Rt 202 between New Hartford and Torrington) and coasted down the other side (fun!), I finally reached my destination.  My wife was across the street and I thought I’d made it clear that if she wanted to go home that we should go together, but somehow that got lost in translation.  She headed home to take care of the pets with the intention on coming back.  I was damn tired after a Margarita and a fatty plate of veggies and pasta, so I hopped on the bike and peddled my ass home.  I learned that a massive amount of bugs will hit you in the face when you ride at night.

Well, I’m sticky with sweat, probably dehydrated, and dead tired, so I’m signing off.  See you tomorrow!

p.s. My legs are going to fall off.

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