If you’ve been watching Olympic track and field you’ve seen the victory laps. The flag held streaming behind like a Superhero cape, the big smile, the glow of victory.
I had a victory of my own this past week. This was a cycling victory, not running victory since I seem to have become slightly allergic to running again but that in no way diminishes my triumph.
On Thursday I decided to ride alone. The Good Doctor is gallivanting in Hawaii and I didn’t want to ride later in the day in the heat so off I went. I covered the same route the doctor and I take almost every Tuesday and Thursday only there was a difference. I decided to push the pace since I had no one to chat with. You may or may not recall that I had the ambition of riding Vineman at 16 mph avg. and I failed to do that, only managing 15.5. Thursday when I got home and consulted my Garmin I was ecstatic to see that the result was .,,,, drum roll please – 16.4 mph avg. Yeah Baby! Color me happy.
On Sunday I went on the usual Ladies ride (that included 2 hairy ladies with very unladylike anatomical parts) and we went up Mt. Diablo. I had fantasized declaring victory over the dreaded driveway (a.k.a the cherry on top) but alas, my legs were trashed from my tempo ride of Friday and I baled and walked the bike to the top. Be that as it may, I did ride this:
There are other Big Girl things I can do on my bike now:
1). clip out on only 1 side at stops
2). bring the other pedal up so that when I start I can push down on one crank while clipping into the other instead of pushing my bike one legged to gain momentum.
3). Use my clip on aero bars and not fall over. In fact, I get aero and relaxed and push it – just like a real cyclist.
4). Take bottles out of either cage without falling over.
I may be slow in gaining skills but we all know that slow and steady wins the race. Speaking of which I just registered for 2 today. Folsom International and my “A” race – the Tri for Real. Since it’s all about bike I can hardly wait to PR.