Even if you think a WhatsApp group called Psychopaths Anonymous is a good match for your personality, all alarms should be ringing if you find yourself riding with two members of that group.
Even more when one of them suggests to turn right in the middle of a descent and warns you to move to the small chain ring.
What else would you think if you suddenly find yourself on a very steep road. A road you didn’t know existed. A road is so unknown it is not in Garmin maps.
The last sign of the ambush was the brick-like size of the cake at the coffee stop. It was not only (very)big but also very tasty. I ate it all.
Climbing La Campa from Villaviciosa is when I realized I fell into the trap. Not a killer pace but fast enough to start collecting one PR after another.
To make things worse I embarrassed myself by sprinting for the KOM in the small chainring.
After a quick stop to get water in a fountain we keep riding at a decent pace and the PRs kept falling. All pretending we were riding at a conversational pace.
Krabbé described it perfectly. I found myself “silently wishing for a puncture so you I could just end the suffering with dignity”. My wish was granted and Rober got a puncture as soon as we got to Pola.
Once again, saved by the bell.
The ride in Strava: https://www.strava.com/activities/9631916584/
Take care
Javier Arias González
