Back in the saddle at home

It’s been a little over a week, and this time, my return hasn’t been to the couch. I’ve been on the bike twice, and at the gym almost daily. Yes, I’ve been in the gym. Not spinning, but working on the elliptical for cardio, and some weight machines, trying to improve upper body tone and definition. Unfortunately, I seem to have a genetic propensity toward tendonitis, and it’s flaring it’s ginger head at the moment. Fortunately, having had this frequent visitor for over 20 years, I know it’s cyclical (ironic, huh?) and will appease itself and leave shortly. Believe it or not, I actually believe that one day, I’ll figure out the balance of muscle-use and the concept of appropriate hydration, and will not get these flare-ups.

Last Sunday, John and I cycled together. Yesterday, I led my c-paced ride from the Goochland Satellite start up to Ashland and back. My mileage this week, 63 miles. There were 19 people who signed in and cycled from Goochland yesterday. That is positive growth. There were 3 different paces of rides. About 8 people chose the slow ride with me. One of them is a lady who did the cross country tour at nearly the same time as I last spring. A mutual friend kept trying to introduce us, but it never seemed to happen. I enjoyed hearing her tales of the kindnesses extended her and the wonderful people she met. We had a couple of guys I hadn’t met before. One of them wound up roadside, yanking his clothes off frantically, as a bee visited him, beneath his jersey. Yikes! Another commented on what a friendly, social group we were. That’s one of the finest compliments you can pay me. It’s the type of cycling I enjoy. I think he would really enjoy the retiree’s ride. My friend, Will also came and brought his wife, whom I’d been wanting to meet, and ride with. I’m told she is not an avid cyclist, and is fairly slow, as well as being newly retired. If she is interested in cycling with someone once a week, or so, I’d really enjoy just such a partner, once a week. We did get to cycle together. It took me a good while to remember, though, that it works best to allow slow/new riders to ride ahead of you, so you can see them and “fall into” pace with them. Once I remembered that, we seemed to be very compatible cycling companions. We had a couple of other new folks with us. A lady who recently moved here from the West coast. Hope I get to chat more with her next week, and my friend from the Powhatan Historic Ride, two years ago.

It was great to see my friends at ACT in Ashland. The couple who sagged for Sherry and I in Pennsylvania and New York, last spring were there. It was wonderful to catch up with them. If you remember, Jinx, the lady in the couple actually rode with us also. They ride tandem a lot, and it looks like so much fun! Their adventures and plans always sound like fun, also, but I wonder if John and I would be a good “tandem couple”. I’ve been told, “NOT”.

“HI” to Bill Britton, it was good to see you. I’m going to have to get back my speed a little, just so I’m able to ride with you some Saturdays. Of course, that will mean getting a ride leader to share the “c” pace ride with me. “Hi” also to Steve, Bud, Richard, Eric (thanks for introducing yourself again…. I missed the tassle loafers. They were the most unique cycling shoes I’ve ever seen a guy wear), Jeanne, Gary and Deborah. It’s so good to be home.

Now that the Paterna tour is over, I have not big plans for a solo tour.  John and I would like to do the GAP-CO in August, and I’m ready to tour with my favy-guy-in-the-world.  Life is good. Other than missing my Dad like crazy. So many things I want to tell him, day-to-day. He was a wonderful man. (BEar with me, I may say that every day for a while…… hopefully, for the rest of my life. He was a wonderful Dad.)

Go make your own breeze and remember: if you’re not having fun; you’re in the wrong gear.


About rivercityweaves

I'm a mom, wife and fiber artist, living in rural Virginia. On days I'm not creating fiber art or teaching others how to, I'm probably saddle surfing on my Bianchi, or laughing with friends.
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