160

That's the number of days that have gone by since Ironman Arizona 2012.  That is also the last time that I rode my tri bike.  It has been hanging in my garage the entire time with the only movement coming from when James borrowed my wheels for his bike leg of a Leadman relay on 04/14/2013.  In fact, here is what it has looked like this entire time:

Notice my race number sticker still firmly attached to the seat post!  I took this pic yesterday just before I put things back together for a ride this morning.  All of my rides since IMAZ (all FOUR of them) have been on my road bike.  I really started missing the aero position of my trusty Argon E-114, so I figured it was about time.  In fact, I've been recently toying with the idea of selling my BH G4 to buy a mountain bike, but that's a blog post for another time.

I recently discovered that a new neighbor down the street is a cyclist as well, so I took this opportunity to get to know him, get back on the road, and, more importantly, get back in the aero bars again.  We did the West Side Loop, that I've mentioned so many time before in blog, which totals exactly 30 miles.  We kept it on the easier side for several reasons.  First of all, I'm out of riding shape and didn't want to go out for a hammer fest.  Second, we didn't know each others skills/endurance/shape/etc, so keeping in comfy is the typical M.O. for 1st time rides with a new partner.  Finally, the ride was more of a "So, how many kids do you have?", "Where do you work?", "Hey, have I got a cycling story for you", or "What about Lance, wild huh?" kind of endeavor.

Ultimately, we ended up putting exactly 30 more miles on the tires in about 1:36 (18.6 average).  Boy, did it every feel good to be back!

Other elapsed figures since she came off the rack after IMAZ:

• 22 weeks, 6 days
• Approximately 3840 hours
• Roughly 230,400 minutes
• 13,824,000-ish seconds