I was so excited to go on my first group ride last night (Monday). It was a beautiful evening, the sun was warm, the breeze was cool. Everyone was in a great mood, happy not to be snowed on like I'm told they were the week before. Everyone knew I was a beginner, from sea level to boot.
So we start to bike on Trail Ridge Road going through Rocky Mountain National Park. Incredibly beautiful views.
But, one we started on our first climb, I was in for. I didn't have to get off the bike. I was able to gear properly so I made it up. But by the time I was up, everyone else was a quarter mile ahead of me. Actually two guys did wait up, one took off once he knew I survived the biggest climb. The other is a friend and was giving me some good advice on gearing and cadence etc. A
I did have to turn around. I rode my bike from home, and I knew I was ging to have to have enough strength to ride home. My friend continued on, and I did make it home.
My ride home was fun (mostly downhill!). I saw two guys with cameras trying to sneak up on an unsuspecting moose. I didn't stick around to see if I was needed to call 911. I hope they were okay. I rode into a herd of elk, but by the time I whipped out my camera phone they ran away. I alwo ran into a few foxes and some beautiful hawks.
All in all, my ride yesterday came out to about 28 miles with a little over a 1000 ft climb. Yes, my legs were sore, but not crazy. I was shocked, however, when I climbed off my bike, I could barely bend my arms, my elbows and shoulders hurt so bad. Oh, and I have to get my saddle adjsted because last night I swore off sex for ever. Ouch! Good thing hubbie is out of town so I can heal and try to figure the seat out.
So all in all, I am proud that I did my biggest ride yet (after 90 minutes of intense cardio earlier that day), but I sure do hope I can keep up better next week.
Thanks for listening to me!!
~Julie



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