No-mans Land

Today I traveled to no-mans land on the bike. I call it that because it was a ride that I have never been on. My biking buddy Chris moved to Cali so I was on my own. I was told that the roads were just paved on highway 46 that connects the 16 to Bourne. My mind was prepared but my body was not. I had not been on the bike since the previous Saturday when Chris and I rode 211. I felt good that day but today I bit off more then I can chew....so I had to swallow. Bandera was windy as ever and I flet like I was pulling a wagon. I was about 22 miles out when I finally found the 46..(tons of hills). It was NICE!!! New road and all. Some guys in a Dodge truck passed me and yelled out.."Nice Ass". They were laughing and I thought it was actually pretty funny myself. The wind was at my back for the 12 mile trek to Bourne. I was movin. All along however I knew that I would need to turn back south and head into the wind. I used the upper balcones road to head back. I forgot all the hills on that road. I passed "Jurasic Park" and a couple of guys passed me..(seems to happen alot on that road). I really did'nt care since I knew I had already 40 miles on my odo. Turning onto the famous Scenic Loop I bonked. I only took water and granola bars with me and no gatorade. I got all salty and I was struggling to get over 10mph up the back portion. I called my wife to pick me up at Rogers Solis since I knew I was toast. Pretty stupid. I was on the bike for close to 4 hours and had traveled 58 miles. I think I need to do some shorter runs to get me back into shape....but it was just such a nice day that I kept movin. It would have been nice to have Chris out there with me. Not just to hang with...but to also break some wind for me. Anyway, Krisitn ws upset because of course I had a bunch things on her list that I was not able to do because I was horizontal the rest of the day. Now I am just watching the some football while Kristin and the kids are at her sisters...