Step one: fuel the tank
Saturday, March 30, 2013
First MetroPark ride today! The wind managed to be in my face no matter what direction I turned, and about 3/4 of the way into the ride I remembered what the thing was I'd been standing in the living room trying to remember to do: eat something. 12 miles into the ride I was FLAT--blood sugar bottoming out. I was deep in the weeds and didn't really think I had what it would take to get back out. And I didn't even have a single snack in my bike bag.
The MetroPark is in a gorge, which means that at the end of the ride, you have to climb back out of the gorge. I got to the bottom of the hill and thought, "I can't do it. I don't have the juice." But I figured I'd at least start pedaling up and stop when my speed dropped below 4mph or my wind gave out. Amazingly, neither happened. My wind was going as I neared the top, but I coached myself on because it was getting flatter again.
That was 17 hardwon miles, but I did it!