Barrier broken

I was able to get back under the 27 minute mark for my 1.5 mile tire towing distance. 3 miles per hour is where I got to last year, prior to leaving for Yellowstone. This is a huge benchmark for me to hit.

Consider that a few weeks ago, I was pushing nearly 40 minutes for the exact same distance. Shaving off 25% of the workout time is a huge improvement.

The death hike up San Jacinto paid off in spades. Every time I do a big, tough trip up some mountain, my training times improve. Just like last year, when I started riding my bike up the steep hills of Carlsbad, California, pushing the limits made training much easier. Or, at least, I’m able to move faster. Towing a tire in the street never seems to get easier.


Best time yet

My short route time is still getting better.  It’s good but it tells me that I’m not at peak performance ability.  I was able to crank out the 1.4 miles in 26 minutes.  3.2 miles per hour.  My average speed is now my walking speed.  That’s great!  It’s my best speed yet.

Funny thing – a guy slowed down in the morning to take a photograph of me.  I gave him the thumbs up, he snapped the shot and continued taking his kids to school.

It must be pretty funny to see a guy dragging a tire wearing shorts outside of his sweats, using trekking poles.  Too bad I was drinking from my water bottle at the time.  I need to grab a friend to get some better photographs.