Well, I achieved my first Goal!
I did it! I did it! I kicked that hill's BUTT! There's a long, steep, curvy hill that I have to get up one way or another to get back home from any ride off of my street. I was scared of it, just sure I'd never make it, but I was determined to try and see how far I could go, even after having more than 3.5 miles of gently rolling neighborhood ride behind me, and another hill roughly equivalent to half the other one (the gentler half.)
I stopped at the top of the smaller hill, drank a good portion of my Orange/Pineapple/Apple juice, and caught my breath. Then I rode back down the hill, turned right while trying to keep as much momentum as I could without spinning out on the gravel at the base of it, rode the short way to the next right, and up that little incline, then the next right, and I was on it. The big kahuna, my first nemesis hill, the one I was too scared to even try the other day.
Downshifting as necessary, I focused on my pedaling, and I think I do more circles than push-push anyway (I start the "push" at the top of the stroke, and push forward) and on taking the hill in manageable pieces. I first focused on the green minivan parked in that driveway there. Then, I looked up to the top, and realized I was more than halfway, so I focused on that mailbox halfway between me ant the top. Then I was sooooo close, I told myself if I quit now, I'd kick my own ***. I was all the way in granny gear, seated (gear was WAY too low to stand and pedal, I'd have ended up falling) and just powered my way up the steepest portion at like 3.4 mph (I've got a cheapy Schwinn bike comp, cost like $9.83 at Wal-Mart, but it works!) I gave myself a little cheer when I crested the hill, then zoomed down the little hill to our house. As soon as I got into the driveway, I grabbed the cellphone, and called my husband to share my elation.
Wow, what a feeling. I think I'm really going to enjoy this new hobby/form of excercise!