I read recently where neither the frequency nor duration of workouts is as beneficial as its intensity. And while that point varies from individual to individual (I remember a duration on shift several years back where getting out of bed was the most intensive part of my day), I've reached a new low.
Biking uphill, against the Kansas wind, on a dirt road.
I thought I was going to die.
Kansas wind is known for its stupidity. The prairie lacks things like, "trees" which traditionally block such asinine levels. So while its true I have "gravel road tires" according to the experts at the local bike shop, its not a mountain bike - its a road bike with thin, albeit gravel road accessible, tires. Facing that incomprehensible Kansas wind, uphill, on a gravel road, it was all I could do to keep upright. It took a terrible amount of concentration and both my lungs and my legs were burning by the time I reached pavement.
Don't go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you're used to...
I think until I am better equipped to tackle such monstrosities (the second day back on the bike probably wasn't the best plan of action), I'll stick to the roads.