Suck Hard Hill

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.