A Late Recap of My First Year Cycling.

January 26, 2009

Harsh, Strong Start
I started hardcore, pushing a heavy mountainbike through 20ºF mornings.  I persevered the rain at 34º, and even a bit of snowfall.  Those mornings I was waking up at 4am, meditating for an hour, then suiting up with work clothes and a lunch on my back.  The rides home were so much easier.  I even carried my bike upstairs to my room every time.  That first week, I rode up to Manchester twice.  The ride was crippling for me, I could barely walk afterward.

But I did it.  It was not easy but that didn’t even slow me down.

Exciting Summer on Wheels
Spring and Summer spoiled me.  New bike.  New top speeds.  Less to wear.  Less to prepare.  Easy, fun cycling.  Centuries for endurance.  Riding all day.  Riding with friends.  You can read the backlog, I posted every day.

Anti-climax
Then came autumn, what I consider the most beautiful time to be outside in New England.  The temperature began to dip again.  I ended weak, afraid of rain at 50º.  Still no raincoat.  By the time the rain had stopped, I was down a month.  I tried to catch up but could not seem to meet my old speeds.  I could wake up later and stay dry in my car.  Plus the gas prices dropped to under $2 a gallon.  Cycling was becoming a chore: it was dark in the mornings again, and fear of rain loomed with each day.  Ugh, I feel so embarrassed now.  Three thousand miles was within my grasp, and I let it slip away.

Resolution
It’s time for resolutions, but not time for riding.  I will buy myself a coat, I will ride when the snow retreats.  When the roads widen I will be fierce again!  But for now: hot coco, scarves, down jackets, and bustling out to the car.  Brrrr!

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