About halfway to Calabassas, we hit a small hill of about one hundred feet in elevation. Romeo took off like a madman, making sure everyone saw how intimidating his calves were. Up to this point and for three quarters of this ride, it felt mostly down hill. One reoccurring thought was, "What is the ride back going to be like if this is all down hill?" My lack of energy and poor fueling were getting the best of me. When we got to this small hill which was only a half mile long, I was huffing! I felt embarrassed for not attacking it more but I simply didn't want blow all my energy not knowing what was in-store for the rest of the ride. Looking at my metrics on Strava later on, I saw that my heart rate, though pretty elevated, staid predominantly flat during the climb. To me, this was a good sign of progress.
We arrived in Callabassas at what appeared to be a giant farmers market. After making our way through the stalls with our bikes, we came to a cool bake rack attached to a building that was so unobtrusive, I almost missed it. My first thought was, "Wow, this place really caters to cyclist.!"
Beside the free bike rack locks, I noticed there was free air and water.
We went inside were I was immediately impressed with the layout and decor. This place was very cyclist friendly!
Pedalers Fork. Created by cyclist for cyclist.
Also out on the veranda was a small custom bike shop that apparently is the first only Moots boutique with full service bike shop. And even better, they had my beloved Skratch Labs!
I was impressed. I'm planning to take The Boss out there one day soon as there were a couple of vegan option.
The boys and I sat down for a quick cup of joe or tea in my case and some quinoa bread.
Actually, that one hill was a monster for me and I quickly fell back. Once again, looking at the metrics, my heart rate was up but it stayed very level throughout the climb. About a mile and a quarter with up to 7.5% grade incline.
During the steepest part, Kevin passed me as if to say, "You cannot beat Ironman!" I overtook him at the top and made sure to touch his car first in the parking lot. Ha! We finished up, fist bumped and headed in our separate directions. I realized it was time for Kevin's restaurant to open, (Vinh Loi Tofu) so I headed there to get some food. I was exhausted and falling asleep just going the fifteen minutes to get there. Soon enough, Romeo showed up there to so we had lunch. Kevin had a big catering order to get finished and was under a bit of pressure when an overweight, bald white guy came in and ordered soup with no spices. He kept reiterating he couldn't eat any spices in a loud kind of "give me attention" or "somebody please ask me why" kind of way. The soup came out and as is common for that style of soup, there was fried onion bits garnished. The guy immediately proclaimed, "I cant eat this!" and took it back to Kevin repeating he can't eat spices! To his credit, Kevin never said anything, just took it back and remade it. I was about to let the dude know that onions are vegetables and not spices when Romeo started conversing with him. He really wanted us to know he was a Buddhist for some reason. He was nice enough but exuded a very false humility that I found off putting. Now that I think about it, onion powder is a spice to be fair but maybe he should have said no onions or any spices.
Anyhow, I went home and tried to nap but couldn't for some reason. Then The Boss decided we should go see This Is The End.
So we headed over to the infamous Sherman Oaks Galleria to see the film at the Arclight theater. A first for us.
Until tomorrow my friends.