
Originally Posted by
lauraelmore1033
I Shamed into action by a pair of socks... I decided to take them and the carb boom out on my least favorite trail (least because it is hilly) and see if they could carry me over my evil nemesis hill which is marked with a sign warning of a 9% grade. I don't know if that is actually steep, but it kicks my butt every time, and I must usually dismount in shame, crawling the rest of the way, nursing a side stitch.
But not today!
I managed to make it up the hill without stopping. Still had the side stitch, though, but did manage to retain a modicum of dignity. I place all the credit on the Power of the Socks!