Motivation

Sarah, Martin, Casey, and I went to "A Chorus Line" at the Buell in Denver last night. I can't say I cared for the music all that much, but the dancing was phenomenal. And let me tell you, whether you're a lady or a guy, seeing the people in the cast makes you feel fat and out of shape, pretty much no matter what. Talk about ripped...

In any case, I felt fat and out of shape, so I went and flogged myself into doing a hard effort up Flagstaff on the singlespeed this afternoon. I haven't been riding enough (or hard enough) to be in any kind of real shape, so I was expecting to be pretty damn slow. The climb is about 1000 feet in 2.8 miles, and the record is somewhere around 12 minutes, set by some freak in the 1980s. I've done somewhere in the mid 13 minute range, but that was back in the day when I was in shape and had an actual road bike. So I was pleasantly surprised to manage the climb in 15:07, even with a mild-to-brisk headwind for part of the time. I think I could probably do it in the low 14s if I, like, trained, and maybe in the 13s again if I had a road bike. But that's just idle speculation, I probably won't do any of those things. Unless I can afford to blow $50 a day to see that musical over and over again.

For those who need motivation, I've included a snapshot of the cast. Trust me, this hardly does them justice. Badasses, every one.