I’ve ridden some of those hills before, for the UC Berkeley race last year. And I did not do nearly as well as you did. I almost frickin’ died. I had to hop off my bike and walk it up.

Now I live in Kansas. I have not seen a hill in six months. And as painful as I remember it being, I am totally jealous that you and your nattering thighs got to do that climb.

good lord woman. you get the strangest lessons from things!