Today’s bike ride was a 25 mile loop through suburbia followed by breakfast and a 15 mile round-trip ride to the puppet theater and back.
I stopped at the theater to take a look at their stock of puppets. There was one little gray fellow that spoke to me, but he looked shy. I put him back with his friends for now, to give him a little time to get used to the idea of coming home with me.
This whole biking thing had better be worth it. I just don’t enjoy training on my bike as much as I enjoy running.
A bike is great when my goal is to get somewhere. It’s cheaper, better for the environment, and often easier to park than a car. When you compare it to running as transportation, a bike is faster, I can carry more stuff, and I’m not as much of a sweaty mess when I arrive.
But when I’m training, a bike is less efficient. I go twice as far on my bike in a given amount of time as I do when I’m running, but each mile takes maybe a quarter the effort. So it takes about twice as much time in the saddle to get in the same workout as I do when I’m running. Sitting on my butt and pedaling just isn’t as hard.
However, my butt does look awesome in bike shorts. After all, I am a runner.
(40 mi. bike; 149.5#)