Way to go! That one will never ever beat you again (or make you cry).

Oh, and ummm, er, well maybe I've done that twice on the same hill this summer. The first time, my DH warned me to be ready for a short, really steep hill, and to be going as fast as I could when I got to it. By the time I realized I was to the start, I was afraid I'd drop my chain - I did manage to gut it out (DH was so amazed ). The second time, I could have sworn I was in the small ring. I even remember shifting .

It happens to everybody. You rock!