I went for a bike ride. You know. For exercise.
I decided to ride by newly purchased bike down to the red dock and then turn around and ride back home.
on the way there, i was feeling pretty good about myself!
The wind was blowing in my hair, the bike was picking up more and more speed and I was pedalling. hard.
It then occured to me that I didn’t need to pedal to pick up speed- the bike was going so fast on its own.
I thought to myself ‘whoa, biking is the best way to get fit! You barely have to do a thing!’
And thats when my brain kicked in and said ‘Kari, my poor Kari, if you remember anything from physics in highschool,
you would recognize why you are still gaining speed without pedalling. Its called going down hill and just you wait. just you wait.”
I dismissed all those thoughts out of my mind and continued to enjoy the ride.
I got to the dock, enjoyed the view, turned around and started pedalling home.
Within 5 minutes my legs felt as though they were going to break off. BREAK off!
The way back home is all UP HILL. I could have died! a million times over. As I am trying to get my butt up this constant neverending hill
I look behind me. and thats when I saw it.
In green flourescent spandex from head to ankle. Elbow padding. Wrist guards. AND a helmet.
He seemed to not struggle at all. He was slowly catching up.
Upon seeing him, I biked like I never biked before I was not going to be outbiked. My legs were burning.
And I only lasted about 20 seconds.
My legs wouldn’t move anymore.
The man in flourescent passed me, and he was about 60 years in age- possibly older.
He gave me a ‘keep your chin up kiddo’ smile, and his firm legs and muscular calves took him right up to the top of the hill.
My emotions were mixed- I was exhuasted, I wanted to cry, I was humiliated and embarrassed.
When I finally got home, Matt greeted me at the door and gave me a big hug and said ‘good job babe- thats a hard bike ride’.
Hearing that made everything so much better.
Now thinking about it, part of me is ok that a 60+ year old man out-biked me, because well, hey, he was in bright green spandex.