I rode to work all three days this week. Today was my 61st commute by bike this year.

The last two days, I haven’t been able to get my heart rate nearly as high as usual. Even a sprint to make a traffic light, and I only have a 135 heart rate. I’ve ridden 8 of the last 10 days, and I think my body is telling me it’s tired. I’m taking the next two days off the bike before I ride a 200k on Saturday.

Climbing a hill shortly after I left work for home this afternoon, I met a typical Fort Worth urban cyclist, coming from the other direction. He was riding a cheap mountain bike, basket on the front, on the wrong side of the street (he moved over when he saw me), baseball cap, jeans, and cigarette hanging from his mouth. Nothing more fun than meeting another serious cyclist.