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It should have been a return to the Tuesday routine. Instead, back on Zwift.

It’s taken four weeks, but I can finally ride without my lungs hacking me to a halt if the temperature drops a bit. So this morning, after Sunday’s successful “test ride,” I woke up looking forward to getting out on real roads, not putting my bike on a trainer. Unfortunately, Kevin was having trouble with dizziness and balance (a side-effect of his epilepsy meds, which shows up once in a while), and riding alone this morning didn’t seem like a whole lot of fun.

So.. back to the train & Zwift. Someday I’ll figure out why I get about 30% less wattage on Zwift than I do in the real world. I chose a 26.4 mile course that included a fair amount of climbing, hoping that I could match the mileage I would have gotten on the “real” road, but not quite the same amount of climbing.

The lack of power when I’m on a trainer. It’s a real thing. The power measurement from my Speedplay pedals matches the claimed output of my Tacx trainer almost perfectly. So that 30% loss of power… it’s all me. Some of it is undoubtedly rooted in the differences between standing (not sitting on the saddle) while climbing a hill on a real bike vs a trainer. On the trainer, things just don’t move quite the right way. I can climb out of the saddle for an hour without much trouble.. on a real bike, on a real hill. On a trainer, I can only do it for a pretty brief period of time.

Watching the miles ridden so far/miles to go screens was pretty depressing, neither number changing as quickly as it seem they should. I started wondering if I’d be able to finish in time to get to work. But I never ran out of steam, just kept plugging away, focusing on how long I would have been out on my bike on real roads… about this long. I could do it. I did do it.

Best of all, Sunday actually did represent the turning point for the bug that got me (and my wife). Sunday I couldn’t develop much power, but Monday night, returning from work, I saw some decent numbers. And this morning, I really didn’t have any “extra” breathing issues at all.

Not even 40 miles… but not a day to be missed!

Crazy to think how little actual riding I’ve done the past few weeks. Today was my first day out feeling semi-normal… well, not really… my version of “normal” would not have me feeling like a 40 mile flatter ride could be an accomplishment of any relevance. The after-effects of the flu turned out to be lungs super-sensitive to temperature change, so guess what happens when I step from a house that’s probably 60F on Tuesday & Thursday mornings, and start trying to breathe air that’s 20 degrees colder? It’s not pretty.

But today… November 12th…I was going to get to ride in 70 degree weather! No leg warmers, no base layer, light breeze. Crazy nice! And first “normal” Sunday ride in 3 weeks+ I think.

“Normal” keeps coming up. In terms of Sunday rides, “normal” would typically involve a ride to the coast & back, or at least loop up to Skyline for more climbing. But lots of climbing was out of the question; as I passed it there wasn’t even a thought of heading up. I figured I could at least do a version of “The Loop” but managed to get all the way to Peet’s in Los Altos (where our former store was). Of course the real trick would be making it back.

I never felt completely dead, even towards the end of the ride, but still didn’t think I’d left much on the table at the end.