I just got done huffin’ & puffin’ to work, my second day on the bike. Today I did the 4 miles in 35 minutes, instead of the 40 it took on Tuesday, but believe me it’s not because I’m in better shape. I think it was the variation of route that led to fewer stoplights, slightly fewer teensy hills. [wiping sweat from beaded brow] Teensy hills, I’m telling you — except of course for the hard slog up C Street from the Chester Creek valley, part of which I had to dismount for & walk.
I look forward to when I’ll regard this bike ride as more of a pleasure, not just a workout — & I can get up C Street without dismounting, which I was able to do 5 summers ago when I first bought this bike. But I gotta say that having no choice but to keep pushing on once I’ve started because I’ve gotta get to work is a good substitute for a personal trainer. (Sometimes.)
I reckon I’ll let myself go slower on the way home, take the bike trails through the greenbelt & take some pics along the way. I already think the bike rides are breaking the rut fat loss-wise.
[wringing sweat out from sweatshirt armpits, being careful to avoid shorting out my computer keyboard by dripping on it]
