One encouraging side-effect of riding the fuck out of my bicycle
My traditional speed limiter has been that I run out of breath and can’t actually get enough oxygen into my system to run my legs at my desired cruising speed, but in the last couple of months I’ve found that the things that fail first are my legs, which start to get tired well before I start gasping for breath.
This means that if I can coax my middle-aged (only if I live to 104, otherwise I’m old) legs into being able to produce more power, I’ll be able to shove my cruising speed up a ways before I start being oxygen-restricted again. And since my big rando goal now is to finish a populaire or 200k before the closing control opens (I’ve a way to go, since I’m still over 100 minutes above the opening time,) this is a good thing.