Well, not really.

This morning’s ride marked the end of the grueling, six-week training block that kicked my ass back into shape after an unpleasant February filled with business trips and illness. I’ve been going pedal-to-the-metal since late February and my hard work has definitely paid off. Last weekend was the peak – my legs have been sore and begging for a break since that nasty climb up Panoramic and it was all I could do to keep them turning cranks this weekend. Fortunately, I’m ready to enjoy that well-earned rest week!

I’ll probably head out for light rides on Tuesday and Wednesday, but that’s it. Sara and I are flying to Philadelphia on Thursday for a pair of Phillies game. I won’t be back on my bike until the following Wednesday, giving my legs a full week to regenerate before the next (shorter?) cycle begins.

I won’t get in to today’s ride for a number of reasons. I did make a good countermove about a kilometer from the Tiburon sprint and held on to be the first across the “line,” so that was fun. At the end, I tacked on a trip to the headlands, where I spent a good thirty minutes on a wooden bench, enjoying the Pacific breeze, the California sun, the fantastic view and just generally decompressing.

Looking down (west) over the headlands.

Oh, and just in case you forgot what my bike looks like, I took another picture of it:

Awesome.

Now… what’s for dinner?