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I thought I'd share one of my prouder cycling moments of late. Just a bit of background. I started riding last summer, in part because I was dating someone who was an avid and strong cyclist. He made it look fun and I needed to get off my butt. Two bikes later, I had been bitten by the bug pretty badly and was really enjoying my new life as a "cyclist." But I wasn't in the best of shape and had a long road, so to speak, ahead of me.
My BF and I rode together a few times before the relationship, sadly, ended last fall. I knew he was pretty fast, so riding with me was a bit of an indulgence on his part. He'd ride with his friends in the morning and then we'd ride afterwards. I was more or less his "cool down," and I noted with some degree of chagrin that he marked the rides as "leisure" rather than "training" on Bikejournal.com True enough, but I hated seeing it in print.
Fast forward many months. My ex and I are still friends or, as I like to say, "friends light." We see one another at club rides and email one another about cycling related stuff. I begin to notice on Bikejournal that I was riding more miles than he was (although I have to admit that part of that is because he's also training for sprint tris). In any event, I have lots more miles and a fair amount of training under my belt than I did last summer. I've gotten faster and stronger, and he's made a few comments to that effect when we've seen each other at rides.
A few weeks ago, I showed up at a small group ride and much to my surprise, he and his best riding buddy--who races--were there too. While we've seen each other at (large) club rides, this was the first time since we had ended things that we were actually set to ride together. The day before, the three of us had done a rather tough climbing club ride and we were all just a little beat, but it was a beautiful day and I, for one, felt ready to go.
Anyway, the ride started with a warmup on our local MUT. Then we hit the road. We started the ride with about 15 people, all but four of whom were men. We got in a double paceline and the speeds starting ramping up until we were cruising around 24 mph. I even did a pull or two at that speed. Bit by bit, the group started to thin out. Three of the other women fell off as did some of the guys who are generally part of the faster packs at club rides.
But there I stayed. Forty-five miles later, I finished with the lead group, including my ex and his friend. I'm sure it wasn't the fastest of rides for them, but it was fast enough to illustrate that I've come a long way since last summer. While impressing him is not why I ride or ride hard, it was still a red letter day for me.
And P.S.: His Bikejournal entry listed it as a "training" ride.
Last edited by indysteel; 06-27-2007 at 12:40 PM.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher