I celebrated my non-birthday today with a nice ride through the Headlands. I was born on a leap year, which makes me 8 and 1/4. Some funny things happened after posting my ride to Strava; I rode in a figure 8 for 33 miles, climbed 2 category 3 climbs. Strange coincidences.
I took the day off of work to celebrate in solitude. It felt great to get out at a reasonable hour, instead of the crack of dawn. I took it easy as much as I could. I'm trying to conserve my legs for Sunday, another race up in Sacramento. It's a delicate balance to get in enough training without burning myself out. I'll taper off starting tomorrow and keep my rides short and sweet.