So I'm riding this morning before work (I manage to squeeze in an early am ride a few times a week during weekdays) and I get to a point right before a small hill. And I mean SMALL hill (even for Florida)...probably no more than 25 feet of elevation.
There is a mom with her two kids on the trail, and she pulls her one boy back who is kind of in the middle as I'm coming up. He turns to see me and starts yelling:
I was giggling all the way up the hill....and for another mile afterward too, I think.Go, mister, go!!
Go, go, go!!
You can do it, you can do it!!