The day after my last post, Al and I headed out for a ride. We chatted the first mile as we warmed up. Then he gave me a big smile and started down the road at a faster cadence than usual. I didn't give it much thought until we were about 7 miles into the ride and starting a long mystery incline section. (You know what a mystery incline is: it looks flat but it is really a long gradual climb.) To keep up with him my cadence shot up to 110. At the end of that section I knew what had happened. Al had read my post.
He thought my ragged panting was hysterical. I had barely gotten it under control before he was off again. He had moved his cadence up to 90-95. My comfort zone topped out at about 105. Now I need to stretch that up to at least 110 or 115.
It was such a lot of fun, we've continued the pace this whole week. This reminds me once again why I've enjoyed being married to this guy for so many years. He really knows how to show a girl a good time.
