Last Saturday was the annual Hoosic River Ride – my third time on the ride, and it’s definitely the highlight of my riding season. cpirate and dfcarney, do try and come next year. I assure you it’s worth the drive. This year was my first time on an actual road bike. I was pleased to discover that my bike, despite having no granny gear, can actually climb, mostly by being really light. I got a flat in the parking lot and started 10 minutes after everyone else, but still managed to pass about half the riders on the first hill.
And yeah, I got back from there at 4 today, worked until 9, returned the car I borrowed for the weekend, and now I’m reading LJ briefly before bed. That’s pretty much how the past month and a bit have been for me. During the week: work, fun (planned in advance), sleep, repeat. Weekend: all fun (planned in advance of course.) So sorry to everyone I haven’t seen or talked with in a while. Life happens :)
I’ll definitely try to make it for next year.
And my theory about climbing on road bikes is that it’s like the butterfly stroke in swimming: if you’re fit enough and you know what you’re doing, it’s quite efficient. If you’re below either the fitness or the talent bar, then it’s an awful experience and you sink to the bottom of the pool. Or whatever the metaphorical equivalent is on a bike. Motivation to stay in shape, I suppose.
I think you get off and walk. A few people did that on the first hill.
Well, that’d be the biking equivalent of switching to the backstroke or something. I guess it’s a credit to biking that it doesn’t really have much that compares to sinking to the bottom of the pool.