The Kindness of Biker Chicks

The title,of course, is referring to bicycles not motorcycles. I had the opportunity to join some nearly professional level riders on a tour of the Northeastside. I asked two people I know to accompany me. Although they declined, I decided to try the ride on my own. In my e-mail correspondence with the group's leader, she omitted the fact that this group rides 20 miles in 1.5 hours (and yes I did ask the question). Had I known this, I would not have even tried it.

Before this ride, the most I had ever biked was 4 miles and it took me more than 1.5 hours. Also, I tend to coast more than pedal, which presents a problem when the goal is 20 miles within a specific time frame. However, instead of leaving me, having an attitude or being condescending, these women who were strangers, assisted me. I had no water bottle, so one rider offered me a new bottle of water from her bike pack, without me asking. I tried to decline but she wasn't having it. I needed proper hydratiion. She also gave me some hints on how to get the best performance from my older bike, as did the group leader, again without me asking. It was kind of like having personal trainers for bicycling. I appreciated their support. I felt like I should have paid them.

Tonight, I biked on traffic-filled roads and quiet residential streets and by the time it ended, I had 10 miles (10.7 to be exact). under my belt. For me, that is a milestone.