After 9 days and 34 hours of glorious riding Dave and I found ourselves back at the Phoenix airport ready to head home on Tuesday afternoon. If I had to sum up our trip down south in one word, it would be PERFECT. The purpose was to ride lots which happened... and then some. However, it was also a chance to recharge "the battery", take a much needed break from work, spend some much needed quality time with David and most importantly, use some time for myself. While away, I had no issues with my stomach to speak of. My left hip was working like new (thanks to Jack's brother in law Kelly who seems to have performed a miracle, in the way of deep tissue massage, on my hip joints and back) and I seemed to find an inner peace within myself. For the first time, ever really, I was content to wake up, decide what ride the day would hold, ride it and then just come home and relax. There was no anxiety (well maybe that one time we ended up on the I-19 to Mexico), no worries. Even thinking about it now brings a sense of peace.
All in all Tucson included the following highlights:
- 25 miles up Mt. Lemmon
- 12 miles up Kitt Peak
- That roley 8 miles through East Saguaro National Park... Reid was right, imagine a crit in there
- Riding the I-19 towards Mexico, only to discover after we turned around that bicycles are prohibited on the hiway
- Getting lost in their imperial system (darned lbs at the deli counter)
- Five flat tires and two tires
- Learning what it feels like to be stress free and enjoy the moment!
Now for a few days of much needed rest and low key training!
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