Bit of a milestone last week. I knew I was getting closer, but the commute home on Friday night pushed my year to date over the 9,000 miles on the road mark (actually overshot it now re-checking). I celebrated with a beer (which with my EtOH tolerance level, wiped me out). For a week where illness killed me for the first two days, my form has dropped off a cliff, but it's nice to be getting back to rebuilding again. Even though I only got to do 90 minutes on Zwift, it's good to be getting legs and lungs back.
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