Greetings from Cycling Mecca.
There are many things I could write about here…
The despair of having BOTH tubes blow before your ride; the joy of being back on the bike; the pleasure of riding without eighteen layers of warmth; the fun of being back with the best cycling club in all of America; the thrill of group riding (car back!); the pain of not having climbing legs in Cycling Mecca; the triumphant feeling when you hit the summit after a sufferfest;
But instead, I’ll just leave you with some images.
The calm before the climb
Getting dropped at the start
On the way up
The other side of the mountain
A good day for me and The Goat
Ride your bike.
Glory through suffering.
Fair winds and following seas, Willy