fat biking38:40 3.22 mi (12:01 / mi) +422ft10:41 / mi ahr:148 max:180 weight:138lbs
With Walter and Gary, in the woods up behind Walter's place. Good conditions, mix of ice, crusty snow, and bare ground. Borrowed Siel's fat bike (she's laid up with a broken arm), tires fully studded. About 10F, NW breeze but you don't feel it in the woods.
Not a sterling performance. First, dropped the chain off the inside of the cassette, took a while to get it unstuck. Then started back up without realizing the front end had done a 180, knew something was wacko, stopped to check if the handlebars were reversed and somehow decided they were OK. Wasn't until Walter came back to see if I was all right that it dawned on me that they were actually reversed. Which certainly adds to the challenge -- feet kept hitting the front wheel whenever I turned a little and could hardly reach the brakes. Don't know what I was thinking.
And then generally feeling totally exhausted. Don't know what the deal was with that.
Very glad they were happy making it a short outing. And I'm hoping this was just one of those days and not the new normal.