Went out for a quick 90 minute ride this afternoon. Was talking with a friend up here about Trifuel, his projects, and the sport in general. Then decided to ride together. I was a little hesistant because I know he’s much stronger than I. And I was right. I was working hard the whole time, gasping for breath while trying to keep the pace and hold my end of the conversation. I was fine on the flat stuff, but it’s those darn rolling hills that kill me.

Gotta keep at it though as Canada is going to be hilly and a real test on the bike… oh and the swim… and yes the run.

All in all a good ride and conversation. Hopefully by end of summer I’ll be able to hang without needing an oxygen tank and somebody circling back to pick me up!