This past weekend I took a break from training to visit my son and his wife at their Marine stationed base. I could build up the story of how my son talked me into going for a quick ride to get gas in his motor cycle only to pass several perfectly good stations before pulling into one MILES down the road. I yelled and carrying on the entire way to the gas station. I have never been more scared in my life. It was not that he was doing anything extra to scare me it was just that… I felt completely out of control and just wanted OFF. Needless to say they all got a kick out of my freak out moment.
So now that I am back and rested I am ready to ramp the miles up again. If all goes according to plan I will likely hit 250ish for the week. We will see.