Yesterday, I drove from Vancouver to Banff. It was less painful than I anticipated, but 10 hours in the car is still 10 hours in the car. We made the Drive euro style, which means we stopped for food or bathroom almost every hour. I think that helped to save the legs and sanity from being curled up in a car seat all day. It is strange how you can go a whole day of barely moving and still feel strangely taxed when you arrive.
I am in Banff for the Banff Bike fest International Stage race. Racing starts tonight with a 1500m uphill prologue. It should be a good measure.
Training shall be based solely on feel,
while racing shall be guided by sensations and instinct.