I went on my first outdoor bike ride this afternoon after this morning's run. I figured my legs would be tired and they were, but I thought it was going to be OK. First I planned to bring my bike to the run and just bike right after, then I didn't get my s#$t together in time so I ended up biking in the afternoon.
Here's what I learned from my ride:
I will NEVER do an Ironman
I am going to get my A$$ kicked on the bike portion
I hate the bike
First of all, putting it in the car is a huge hassle. I have to take out a carseat and put the seat down. When I wheeled it over to the car, I realized the back wheel was not rotating. Somehow the chain came off? I fixed it and my hands were black with grease. With curses it went in the car. I drove to the trail. I go to get it out of the car and the back wheel is no longer attached. WTF. I had been trying to figure out how to put it on a trainer and loosened one of the things that keeps the wheel on. This was not going well. Finally I got it all together and headed out on the trail, hoping to do 10 miles - 5 out, 5 back. I HATED every minute of it. I felt like I could run faster than I was biking and was thinking of all of the things I'd rather be doing. The way out there was a headwind so the way back was much stronger, but still, I was not feeling it. It will probably be more fun when it's part of a race, but seriously - I am in trouble for these 2 upcoming triathlons and now I just want to skip the bike part.
It took me over 45 minutes to do 8 miles.