{"id":573886798,"date":"2014-09-05T23:00:11","date_gmt":"2014-09-06T04:00:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/?p=573886798"},"modified":"2014-09-14T14:01:27","modified_gmt":"2014-09-14T19:01:27","slug":"you-just-go-faster","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/blog\/2014\/09\/05\/you-just-go-faster\/","title":{"rendered":"You just go faster"},"content":{"rendered":"

Nothing like having your last event of the work week being a meeting, and then being stood up. I waited for half an hour, no word, and left. <\/p>\n

I’d have rather had the meeting, and been done with it. Who knows when it will happen now. On the way home I had this view as a brief consolation:<\/p>\n

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But, hey, we got to talk about story ideas in class today — always a fun topic — and I still made it home in time to get an hour on my bike. I need more than one hour at a time, of course, but you take it where you can get it. <\/p>\n

The Yankee and I set out together, but she said “See you at home,” which I took to mean, “Go have fun,” which really meant “Go hard.” <\/p>\n

That was the plan, at least in two places. There were two courses I wanted to try to conquer today. One seemed easier than the other, but I had zeal for both of them. At least until my lungs gave out, which has a direct relationship to zeal. I was halfway up the long slow hill that marked the course I hoped to mark a new best time when everything seemed to give way. I pedaled harder, but it seemed I was going slower. I told my legs and lungs I wanted nothing to do with their protests, but they protested anyway. <\/p>\n

And when I got home and checked the app I discovered that I had sliced 48 seconds off my best time on that course. That gave me the course lead over the next best time, by one whole second.<\/p>\n

On the back half of my route today was the other course I wanted to master. And there it started to rain on me. Also, it was getting close to get dark. I ride on that particular stretch of road frequently, but this was only the second time I have timed myself on it. The course is designed for someone who can go all out for three straight miles. This isn’t my strength — I don’t really have a strength, I think — but we are all full of weaknesses and average talents of one sort or another. I dropped 1:38 off my last timed trip down the course and now I have the fast time on that segment, too. <\/p>\n

On the last rode before the clouds came back again and I was rained on again. The twilight had turned to a full on flirt with the night. Two police cars passed me going the other direction and I expected one of them to turn around and give me some grief. But I pedaled furiously and made it home in the last embers of the day. The Yankee wasn’t very far behind me. I’d gone hard, and she did too. <\/p>\n

Then we went out for Pie Day.<\/p>\n

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