So far the past two days have gone really well when it comes to training. Tuesday I got up at 5, realized that the sun didn't come out for another hour and a half, and putzed around the house for a while. I thought about going back to bed, but I know me. I'd never get up again. I then went for a really nice ride to Fiesta Island and back. It's a little less than 15 miles. (Here's the
route if you're interested.) Wednesday was even better because I got Ben to go with me.
I also learned a few things about biking:
1.) Don't breath through your mouth, and if you have to, be prepared to swallow small flying bugs. I was merrily biking along when all of the sudden I felt something hit my
tongue!! Ewwwwwww. I guess there was an unlucky gnat hanging around.

2.) Don't get so wrapped up in your workout that you don't notice the scenery. When Ben and I were biking, we saw a blue heron just hanging out on the side of the road. We also saw three people riding their horses chest deep in the bay. At one point, the poor horse deepest in had to swim.
3.) Say hi to those around you. I have to admit that I got a huge "warm fuzzy" feeling when a flock of lady triathletes rode by and a couple said "hi." Since I'm not in great shape, I tend to be slow and having these ladies notice me (and not as an obstacle to go around as quickly as possible) was really nice. (See number four to learn how I instantly knew they were triathletes.)
4.) Knowing a little bit about a sport makes you feel like an insider. I learned at my one and only tri meeting that some triathletes use "aero bars" and regular cyclists don't. (Aero bars are the handlebars that stick out straight ahead of the bike.) It

was great, it made me feel like I was a part of a secret society that you could only enter if you knew the handshake.
5.) Biking burns a ton of calories! I looked it up to see how many calories I burnt while cycling an hour (at about 13-14 mph) and it was 660!! The best part was that it didn't have the drudgery of a workout. It was just fun. (Oh and I have a speedometer on my bike which is how I know how fast I was going.)
6.) Don't knock it until you try it (and recover). As I mentioned earlier, Ben went biking with me yesterday. When we first got home from the ride he didn't think it was all that great, but by the time he got off of work, he realized he had actually enjoyed it. (Of course, that could be because he was rewarded with homemade pizza....)
Well, today is my rest day. I'm considering going to a tri club meeting for newbies. We'll have to see. I'm still a little leary of all the "beautiful people."