That's a lot of time to sit and think. So, a couple of decades ago, a question was posed to Greg Lemond: what do you think about during those long races? Instead of cycling strategy, or the stunning mountaintop vistas, Greg answered:
"Dairy Queen. God, I dream of Dairy Queen."
Let me tell you, I can relate. After burning thousands of calories on the bike, the slightest hint of food makes you ravenous.
...which brings me to today. It was supposed to be a 30-40 mile day. My mileage-limit without needed to eat more is around 50 miles or so, so no problem, right? Since my regular route was flooded, I decided to try to get to Grosse Ile, which had been recommended to me. In fact, it was actually gorgeous, on a gorgeous day, and I missed some stunning pictures of an Egret perched on a twisted stump in the river, but I digress.
Coming home from said detour... what can I say, I missed my turn. I ended up going through the Mexican-town part of Detroit; not a good idea after burning 2000 calories on a two-hour bike ride. Those restaurants sure smelled good.
"Chimichangas. God, I dream of Chimichangas."
Totals for the day:
Miles: 49
Calories burned: 2000
Chimichangas consumed: None. I'm in a serious deficit here.
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