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The correct way to slog through LSF

A couple of weeks ago we took a ride through Leominster State Forest and found it to be quite easy.  That’s because we took a wrong turn and missed some of the hardest trails (like the cliffs and one horrendous, rocky, bone-crushing downhill).  I usually walk down that one hill but for some reason I decided to risk my life riding down it.  I survived but my hands were sure hurting from gripping the handlebars VERY tightly.

The change in the loop was because the Gringo led us around.  GeoMo was absent though.  He missed out on a tough ride.  The weather was in the mid-80’s!  The humidity wasn’t too bad after we got started.  GeoMo also missed out on the Gringo falling down and getting bloody within the first 15 minutes of the evening.  It was Mint!  He claims it must have been the pre-ride beer.  More on that later.

It was a long night for me.  I was absolutely beat during and after the ride.  I was dragging the whole next day come to think of it.  TiCruz and the Gringo appeared to be in top form though.  We didn’t rest much and I trailed them all night.  At one point, I stopped to get a bug out of my helmet and when I started after them, they were no where to be found.  There was a fork in the trail and I thought I went the right way but I stopped and turned around after I didn’t see any signs of them.  They frigging left me for dead on the trail.  I fixed them though because I made them come back to find me.  They were way up this rocky, crappy trail which I made them do twice.  After that, TiCruz made sure he cranked his head back once in a while to see if I was following.

Here is the course data and map as uploaded to Garmin Connect.  We went 7.15 miles in 01:58:51 for an average speed of 3.6 mph.  I hit a dismal max speed of 14.8 mph on a downhill.  Slow ride.  It was too hot to set any records.  We had a moving time of 01:11:51 at a 6.0 mph average.  This information obviously doesn’t show how brutal the ride was other than the fact that we had to go slow because there were a lot of nasty trails to slog through.

Let’s talk about the post-ride party now.  TiCruz bought the beers, Harpoon IPA in a can!  Nice!  TiCruz and I love IPA but someone in the group made sure he voiced his disapproval of IPA’s in general.  I won’t tell you who that person was but he apparently doesn’t like the bitter aftertaste.  From now on, it’s Wachusett’s Monsta IPA every ride.  Except when the Gringo buys…

I brought my Coleman Roadtrip PJD style to grill up some dogs.  Tasty stuff.  Much hotter and faster than the old Hibachi.

Later,

Slim

2009 Specialized Enduro SL Pro Carbon
2005 Specialized Roubaix Elite Double

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