OK, I took a short ride yesterday (only about 10 miles), but that included what I really went out there for: a MEGA hill. [To put this hill in perspective: You know the Wall in Manayunk at the US Pro Cycling Championship? Well, I live in that neighborhood so this is not quite as steep but similar. The whole area is filled with hills like this!]

So I started up feeling strong and great, until the cars started to pass. I'm in a fairly easy gear, and I hear DH yell, "Car," (he knows how skiddish I am about traffic), and I'm pedaling my arse off on this narrow road and I'm feeling out of control to begin being in this gear and I start to panic a bit about the car. This throws me off and I chicken out. Long story short: I walk about 1/5th of the way up, but get back on the bike and finish the steepest hill I've ever climbed. So, semi-victory!

Now, to keep working on the car fear!