I have a fantasy that there's someone out there who would plan a ride or so every month, spend time creating fun and challenging routes, print up cue sheets, invite a list of fun people and even bring bike snacks to share. But so far I haven't met this unicorn smurf. Some folks have full lives that include more
important things to do than ride bikes.
It was a very hard day going up Larch Mountain. But, a hard day on the bike is better than an
easy day anywhere else. I need to learn to lower my expectations dramatically. Of others. And of myself. No matter how great my alleged fitness level is, I climb slowly. I watch the others disappear effortlessly into the ether while I stop to pant and let my heart calm down. My stupid heart.