Saturday I knocked out 18 miles in Georgetown, most of it on the paved San Gabriel River Trail, but when I got out the Lake Georgetown, I discovered a trail I never knew existed. I'm not sure how I never knew it was there, I've been going to that lake for years. The trail circumnavigates the lake is about 28 miles long (including the dam and another paved section). I can't wait to go run the entire thing in the somewhat near future--ok, ok, JC, after the Ironman. Anyway, back to the run. I took it pretty slow initially, but felt terrible for the first 10 miles or so, but picked it up later in the run and knocked out my 4 fastest miles on 15-18.
Sunday I headed out with the intention of riding from Georgetown to my sister's place in Taylor. Well, I succeeded, but it took me FOREVER. The wind was absolutely unforgiving and seemed to be blowing right at my regardless of which direction I rode. I got to my sister's just in time to refuel on leftovers from their lunch (steak and potatoes). I figured on the way back, I'd catch a tailwind, but it was once again a headwind. I was fighting to maintain an 11 mph pace with the wind blasting me in the face. I finally made it back to my parents house, beaten down, but not defeated. 57 miles of hellish winds. It was honestly one of the most difficult rides I've ever done...and I've ridden to Alaska!
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