That's funny...
I can't say that I've improved too much but I have more bikes!
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Ride #1, 4 years ago:
I was on my vintage '84 MTB, way too big for me, determined to make it to the end of the bike path, an ungodly 6 MILES! out. I made it on the first try, but on the way back, this tiny false flat nearly killed me. I struggled up it, and every ride after for a long time. Year after year, riding got a little bit easier, a little more fun, and I loved it a little more.
Now, 4 years later, I'm at one with my bike. I don't keep track of speed or distance, but I know how I feel, and I've come so far. I recently went back to look at some old posts from when TE was just a wee little baby of a website, and there was Veronica, thinking about attempting 50 miles.
You've come a long way baby!
That's funny...
I can't say that I've improved too much but I have more bikes!
2008 Trek FX 7.2/Terry Cite X
2009 Jamis Aurora/Brooks B-68
2010 Trek FX 7.6 WSD/stock bontrager
What a great thread! Redrhodie, your first ride sounds a lot like mine...and just about the same length of time ago, more or less. I am far from being one with my bike as of yet, but it really is fun to look back and see where I started.
Makes me wonder what else I could astound myself by doing...5 years from now!
PS: Thanks for the note about Veronica! I assumed she came out of the womb and got in a century that same day!![]()
"The best rides are the ones where you bite off much more than you can chew, and live through it." ~ Doug Bradbury
My first ride was on my husband's old mountain bike. After getting me decked out in my first pair of shorts and jersey (bought without my knowledge), my husband lead me out of our development, down a hill and to the end of that street. When we turned around, I could not get back up the hill, even in the granny gear, without him putting his hand on my back and pushing me up.
And I thought I was in shape from aerobics and 20 years at the gym.
Last edited by Crankin; 03-17-2008 at 02:58 AM.
Ah yea, I remember when I rode 10 miles around my neighborhood and how proud I was... and hungry. So hungry. HA!
That was 4 years ago.
Now I'm training for an Ironman and 30 miles is a short ride for me. 10 miles isn't even worth taking the bike out of the house for.
I got to see some newbies the other day... in a Tri 101 group going for a group ride with us. They were so cute and fresh! It was great! All there, looking a little bit scared, ready to tackle the challenge. I think we all understand how that feels.![]()
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather, to skid in broadside thoroughly used-up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming: WOW WHAT A RIDE!!!!"
Well uh..nearly 17 yrs. ago..lst year when I returned to cycling...9 kms. hurt. It was on flats. But I was stoked.
Then 5 months later I went on 500 kms. self-loaded bike trip with my partner in Vermont in early fall. I was such an idiot...I still didn't know how to use my gears properly.. If Vermont wasn't such a beautiful state..I would have hurt alot more. I wasn't wearing cycling shoes and didn't even use bike shoe cages to give myself more leverage.
During that lst year during another (shorter) bike trip, I also camped for the lst time ..in my life (at 31 yrs.). At that time, he had a ...canvass tent. Our 2nd night, the tent floor leaked in rain..
At least now I can use my gears better...though I don't put on the cyclometer to measure distance. In my first 5 years, I was maniacal to track my distance daily in journal. It makes great reading plus bits on tripping.
But I didn't start wearing cycling jerseys until 5 years ago.
It's so funny to read how we were all so green once! Being pushed up a hill, Crank! I think that would have been my first AND LAST ride. Not knowing how to shift. Remember forgetting to shift into an easier gear before coming to a stop, and being unable to get going again? Those were the days.
I remember in the beginning, having my saddle sooooo low because I had to stop and start from a seated position. I remember actually shaking when I test rode my first road bike. And for the longest time, I only rode on the bike path, back and forth over and over again. I knew every blade of grass.
5 years from now? I can't even imagine! Maybe I'll be poppin' wheelies by then (but I doubt it). More likely, I'll be riding my same routes, getting a little less winded on the hills, and remembering when each one used to be harder. How's that for ambition!
I tired to find it again and couldn't. I think I was looking in "tips and tricks" back near the last page. Did see another where you seemed to feel weird on your solo bike. I'm guessing you're a little more comfortable now!