Yesterday was the first training ride for the Bike Rally. Right up until yesterday morning I wasn't sure if I would do it. I know that it is important to start training but I needed to wait and see what the weather would be like. I had decided that I needed to have my frist ride be a good experience. I equate it to sex. If the first time you have sex with someone and it is bad...do you really want to do it again? Probably not. Same goes for the bike rally. So the sun was shining, perfect. There was no way I was doing the training ride if it was raining. So I got there bright and early and stood around. Talked to a few people but mainly observed. They are a bit of a cult. I wonder if I will turn into one of them before the ride is over. It is hard to imagine, but I might. God I hope not.
I met my team and we started the ride. My team left me behind. I never saw them again. So I cycled alone for a while. I hated it. My hands were cold. They never got warm. Whoever said you will warm up once you start cycling lied. I never warmed up. I just kept getting colder. One body part at a time. First my hands, then my feet, then a hill and I would sweat, then I would freeze all over. Cycled through industrial Toronto to Markham. And back again. Nothing to see. Hard to believe people live in this part of Toronto, but they do. Eventually hooked up with five other riders and we became our own team. We all cycled at the same speed. We could never see anyone ahead of us or any one behind us, but they were fun. So that part was fun. And the last couple of kilometers. There is nothing like a seeing a finish line to make you feel great and proud.
Today feel pretty good. Thought my legs would be more tired. Or my lower back. Or my butt. But everything feels great.
Thanks to those of you who have supported me in the ride. Your generosity is greatly appreciated.
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