The rain finally quit and a cool (61 degrees) breeze dried the pavement pretty quickly, so I set out for a ride this afternoon. I rode a fairly level route to the university campus, then home (about 2.4 miles round trip), then kept riding toward my son’s high school, using as level a route as I could take–that leg was about 6.4 miles round trip, for a total ride of 8.8 miles, the longest ride I’ve done since buying my bike a week ago tomorrow. I realize that’s nothing for most riders, but it’s a big deal for me. And the truth is, I bet I could do it again today, if I had time.
But sooner or later, I’m going to have to tackle some hill climbs. Most of the places I’d really like to ride to around here are downhill from where I live, and I’m pretty much out of relatively flat and level routes. And that means that when I do finally venture out for a longer ride, the last bit of it will involve some fairly steep (for me) hill climbing. I’ll try to do this gradually–there are some shorter hills not far from my house that I can practice on.
My wife rides one of these hills pretty regularly on her ride to work, but she weighs less than half what I do, so it may be a while before I have enough endurance to get it done.
People think of Kansas as nothing but flat plains and the occasional gentle, rolling hills–but I live in the northeast part of the state, and it’s nothing like the western part of the state. We’ve got some extraordinarily steep, hilly streets in this town.