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06-29-03, 12:03 PM
I know you are trying to figure out what Wayne's World has to do with cycling. And to be honest it doesn't, with the exception that I spent the last five minutes of my ride saying to myself "I'm not worthy." I didn't mean it in the sense that something was wrong because every thing was so alright it was amazing.
Today was my first real ride on my new bike, and let me tell you she is a gem. The shifting is smooth and I got nods from the hard core roadies that usually ignore me. I did a couple of spirnts and was called a show off by some guy that hated being passed by a girl, so I let him pass me so his ego could recover;)
But the best part of the entire ride was that for the first time I was moving fast enough for some one to draft off me. Not once but TWICE. The first time was for about 1 mile on a decline. I kept looking back to make sure that was what was happening. When I stopped at my usual spot to stretch out the guy looked a bit peeved I wasn't going to help him get up the major hill that was coming up. The second time was on my way back to my car, I was headed back up the hill where the first drafting took place. I turn around and there is another roadie on my wheel. Now mind you on this particular stretch I am usually moving so slow it is pitiful. But today I was moving and was only passed twice (yippeee). About 1/4 of a mile from the water stop I told him I had to stop because I had a cramp in my back (which I did). He asked me if I was ok and then said he was gettiing ready to move ahead of me to pull. I told him thanks and that I needed to stretch for a sec.
Once I got to the water fountain he was there fiddling with his seat, so I asked him if he needed help or my allen wrench. he said no and thanked me. Then he asked me about my back, and I told him I was fine. I filled up my water bottle and watched him ride off to check his seat adjuctments. I headed off in the opposite direction to go back to my car. About 2 miles later he catches up and pulls in front of me and says he was going to pull for a while. I thanked him and we chatted for a bit. When I got to my usual cool down spot I told him to go ahead because my car was so close. He told me to have a good afternoon.
Today was the most amazing ride of my life, all becuase I finally felt like my hardwork and patience was fianlly paying off. I haven't stopped smiling and I can't wait to get back on my bike in the morning. I am sorry this was so long and incoherent, but I felt like I was going to bust if I didn't share. And I figured you guys would understand :D
Today was my first real ride on my new bike, and let me tell you she is a gem. The shifting is smooth and I got nods from the hard core roadies that usually ignore me. I did a couple of spirnts and was called a show off by some guy that hated being passed by a girl, so I let him pass me so his ego could recover;)
But the best part of the entire ride was that for the first time I was moving fast enough for some one to draft off me. Not once but TWICE. The first time was for about 1 mile on a decline. I kept looking back to make sure that was what was happening. When I stopped at my usual spot to stretch out the guy looked a bit peeved I wasn't going to help him get up the major hill that was coming up. The second time was on my way back to my car, I was headed back up the hill where the first drafting took place. I turn around and there is another roadie on my wheel. Now mind you on this particular stretch I am usually moving so slow it is pitiful. But today I was moving and was only passed twice (yippeee). About 1/4 of a mile from the water stop I told him I had to stop because I had a cramp in my back (which I did). He asked me if I was ok and then said he was gettiing ready to move ahead of me to pull. I told him thanks and that I needed to stretch for a sec.
Once I got to the water fountain he was there fiddling with his seat, so I asked him if he needed help or my allen wrench. he said no and thanked me. Then he asked me about my back, and I told him I was fine. I filled up my water bottle and watched him ride off to check his seat adjuctments. I headed off in the opposite direction to go back to my car. About 2 miles later he catches up and pulls in front of me and says he was going to pull for a while. I thanked him and we chatted for a bit. When I got to my usual cool down spot I told him to go ahead because my car was so close. He told me to have a good afternoon.
Today was the most amazing ride of my life, all becuase I finally felt like my hardwork and patience was fianlly paying off. I haven't stopped smiling and I can't wait to get back on my bike in the morning. I am sorry this was so long and incoherent, but I felt like I was going to bust if I didn't share. And I figured you guys would understand :D