Unfortunately for the second consecutive day, Tokyo is under attack from above. Wet warriors continue to descend upon the city, water purposely pounding the pavement, leaving no dry survivors in their wake.
When I laid my head down on my pillow for a few hours of deep sleep last night, it was lightly raining with no apparent intention of stopping. My alarm went off as planned at 4am, and I did not even need to leave the comfort of my bed to know how powerful the rain was pounding Tokyo.
The post-rain weather today resulted in an exceptionally mild and exceedingly comfortable temperature this morning, almost to the point where I contemplated wearing a shirt with some sleeves. I quickly erased that nonsensical thought from my nonsensical brain and rushed out the door, only to find it was lightly drizzling. I walked down the steps to the street and pondered whether I should ride or just call it quits. The sky looked like hell was about to descend upon the city, so maybe a ride was not the wisest thing to do. But a wise man I am not, and I decided a ride, even a wet one, would be better than no ride at all.
Awoke this morning to a beautiful early Monday with outstanding weather. When the door swiftly shut as I walked through it towards the garage, the temperature was perfectly mild with a slight hint of wind, and minimal humidity. The lovely climate helped increase my motivation to start the week off on the right food - no pun intended - with a metric half century, with one objective in mind: hit my weekly goal of 180k since I missed it the previous two.
It was easy to wake up this morning because even before I hit the sheets last night for a few hours of sleep I was stoked to ride. I quickly hopped outta bed, hella motivated to rock out a nice 50k ride. Even before departing, I had decided to do a full metric half century and not turn around earlier, even if I was getting pummeled with rain. Luckily the weather is absolutely gorgeous today, perfect for riding, and never once faltered.
Despite not feeling one hundred percent, and at full strength when I awoke this morning, almost to the extent I was slightly nauseous, I felt amazing out on the tarmac today. I was able to maintain high speeds for longer distances, and was consistently speeding through segments I normally have less energy when tackling. It is an interesting dichotomy, but somehow I brushed that annoying feeling aside and ended up really enjoying today's ride.
Since I failed to ride yesterday due to being abnormally tired, this morning I woke immediately at 4am and was bright eyed and bushy tailed. After hopping out of bed and taking care of the necessities, I jumped into my superhero cycling gear, downed 750ml of water for hydration, ate a very small bowl of oatmeal just to get some energy, and then headed out on the tarmac for an awesome ride. The temperature this morning was perfect, with little to no noticeable humidity, and an ever so slight yet comforting breeze.
It felt a bit peculiar riding for a second time in less than twenty-four hours, not really providing any convincing amount of recovery time for my body, but the weather was too comfortable to pass up. After awaking at 4:15am, for a split second I considered heading back in bed and using the recovery time as an excuse for not heading out. But I quickly brushed that nonsense aside and commenced my pre-ride ritual.
Well look at that! After all the crazy rain the last 36-ish hours, even all through this morning, a sudden turn of events has the sky blasting blue over the western side of Tokyo 23! Sometime around 11:30am to noon the sky turned a bright ocean shade of blue, and the rain stopped storming down upon the neighborhood. This was the chance I had been secretly waiting on, and as luck would have it, I now was faced with an opportunity to finally hit the streets!
The rain was ostensibly supposed to stop sometime around midnight, allowing the pavement to slowly dry over the course of the next few hours. Instead, it turned out to be a nonstop late night of mother nature emptying her tear ducts over Tokyo. When I awoke at 4am to check the weather situation, I looked out the window only to see the rain continuing to beat down my neighborhood. With that, I headed back to sleep and decided to wait it out a bit, all to no avail.
Friday is finally upon us, and today is a nice break from work thanks to the Juneteenth holiday remembrance. The weather is absolutely beautiful today, with very little wind, and the perfect temperature for riding at 5am. Today I met a friend at a local Starbucks, and we hung out, shot the breeze and caught up, while drinking coffee outside under the lovely rays shining down from the sun. I rocked out a full 50k ride this morning, feeling hella motivated, and just utterly enjoying the climate.
aining most of Wednesday, and throughout part of the late night, thus getting out on the tarmac was a gamble. Luckily it turned out the rain had stopped some hours ago, although death was looming above. I woke up at 5am with the intent to leave at 7am after an early morning weekly leadership meeting, which got suddenly cancelled 15 minute prior to game time. This was great news because it allowed me to sneak in a few extra kilometers, so I hopped on the Red Chameleon and headed out an hour earlier than expected.
Back in the saddle on Tuesday after taking a recovery day on Monday. Despite having a good nights sleep, even according to my Oura sleep tracker, I unfortunately felt sluggish during the first half of the ride but much better on the return. I still cannot put a finger on a specific reason for this behavior, but it is something happening rather frequently. Wonder what’s up?
According to my Oura ring, primarily used for sleep tracking, I did not get a decent nights rest. Apparently I had not enough total time asleep, limited REM sleep, and just overall shit rest. Somehow either the ring is an utter piece of garbage from a data collection and analysis perspective, the lack of sleep had no negative affect on my ride this morning, or who the fsck knows what🤷🏼♂️.
Opted for a leisurely pace today, seeing as it is Saturday, a beautiful morning, and a meetup w/a buddy for some coffee at a local Starbucks alongside the river. Hence the craptastic stats this morning, which is absolutely okay every now and again.
Very nice mild temperature this morning with a slight breeze just enough to make the ride supremely comfortable. Interestingly I felt relatively decent today even though I kinda got shit for sleep. Almost opted outta the full 50k but since I was feeling motivated I rode the entire distance. Chalk one up for not giving up!💪🏼
Called this ride “prelude to hell” simply because today is going to be a hellaciously busy work day. I am basically on non-stop calls from 11am through to 9pm, with nary a break even to hit the bathroom. So I wanted to get some kilometers logged and fresh air consumed on this lovely Thursday morning before an early call, prior to to aptly named hell day kicking off.
Wednesday is hellaciously hot and humid, a first for 2021. There was almost no breeze for the first half of the ride, but a slight one on the return, providing some minimal comfort from the sharp rays raining down from the sun.
Grabbed a quick Sunday morning ride before an early downpour commenced, but caught quite a bit of the preamble, getting a somewhat wet on the latter end of the short ride. It is utterly humid as fsck today and feels really nasty outside.