I haven’t been on a bike since
November 5, 2011. Sorry, Mike would call me out for exaggerating – in late May I
rode up and down the street a couple of times so my dad could fit me to the
bike and in June I spent 20 minutes on a stationary bike while finishing an
episode of The Americans in preparation for this trip.
Glad to have that off my chest.
So, I spent most of the ride from
San Diego to Alpine reminding myself why I wanted to do this. I wanted to
cross-off a bucket list item that was only becoming less realistic each day. I wanted
to take an epic road trip with my parents. I wanted to see what cycling is really
all about since several family members love this sport. And, I really want to lose
3 pounds.
Today’s ride was a short 32 miles
(thanks for easing me into it, Dad!), but a hilly 32 miles. While I was
exhausted by the end, I did learn a few things along the way:
- How you place the GoPro in the mount does matter. I now have 477 photos of Day 1 in “portrait” orientation, which is essentially just a shot of the pavement.
- My reflector vest makes me look like a crossing guard.
- Similar to flying, take-off and landing are the most dangerous parts of biking… at least for me. Clipless pedals are a harsh mistress.
- My dad is a very patient man.
- Biking shorts are meant to be worn without underwear. On an unrelated note, the chamois butter with the added “cooling effect” was the right choice.
What I did not learn today, but
spent a long time contemplating, was how slowly the bike has to be moving
before it tips over. I keep hearing tomorrow is “the most difficult day of the
trip”, so I expect to find out then. I’ll report back.
Mean girls reference! You're an amazing person Sara!
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