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The Plague Is A Terrible Training Partner

I've been coping with an intermittent, low-grade fever and viral exhaustion all week -- which has kept me off the bike for 4 days. I finally reached the point where I didn't know what was worse: the sickly fatigue or the lack of riding.


Today I forced myself to go for a flat ride on the Bay Trail, plague be damned. The first 6 miles consisted of me feeling, "I'm hot!" "I'm cold!" "I'm hot and cold!" About 22 miles in, I started to feel somewhat normal and began to peel off some of the layers I had swaddled myself in due to ongoing chills that still surged through my body now and again. Luckily, my legs were on auto-pilot and felt fresh after the hiatus. I just focused on turning those pedals, one mile at a time.


Here what I encountered on sections of the multi-use path: joggers with gigantic headphones running right down the middle of the multi-use path and oblivious to the world; kamikaze squirrels darting to-and-fro just out of reach of my front wheel; stoners lighting up their afternoon bowls while taking a stroll.


Round trip to Hayward: 48.31 miles.

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Taken on March 2, 2013