Weather report said "showers"... they were right again. Got pretty heavy at times.
Ever since I was a little kid, I wanted to be a tough old bird. If anybody needs a birthday gift idea - size M. Tough Old Bird
Hardly anybody on The Mountain - the PG&E crew was doing their thing at Junction. Saw a few riders but my Strava Flyby list was really short.
My Garmin crapped out three times before it died completely - I finished up with the phone app so most of the miles count.
Since the Strava pieces were split up, I wouldn't have a NG-Summit split, and it was wet, and I was cold, and there was nobody to notice... so I figured I would be totally justified in stopping at the Lower Lot and not doing The Wall... except TOUGH OLD BIRDS do not make excuses - so I didn't even stop for my usual HammerGel at the bottom.
I stopped on the way down at Junction to warm up my fingers a bit, but that was the only concession. And I totally deserved that nap when I got home.
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| LeMond Lady passed me after The Dips, but she turned around about Mile 2. |
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| This runner called out "we're crazy!" |
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| WARNING - but no idea of what. |
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| At Muir, I stopped to start the Strava app on my phone... might as well whiz while I was there. |
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| My breath wasn't warm enough to thaw my fingers. |
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