The thought of that hill getting the better of me just chewed on my mind until I had to go out and do something about it.
I made it up the hill. Hooray!
I’m not sure I could have kept climbing for another mile or so, though and that’s where I need to be for Wildflower. I also feel very uncertain on that bike. I rode the brakes going downhill. I think it’s a combination of the (lack of) weight and how narrow it is.
For now I’m a little happier. Not totally settled but a little happier.