In 2006 I rode from Moab to Fruita in 17 hours and 25 minutes. Saturday I will repeat the feat. Or at least I will attempt to repeat it. And while I don’t think my fitness is quite where it was in May of ’06, I do think I am a smarter rider. Which means I feel good about the prospect of besting that 17:25.
There are always variables. There will be unexpected challenges. But I feel good about the things I can control. My pace, my nutrition, my attitude. As long as those things are in line with where I want them to be, I should have a blast. Regardless of how long it takes me to finish. But slipping in under that 17:25 will be sweet, sweet icing on the cake.
So here’s to pushing limits, mashing pedals, and crossing bridges.