It was a workout like I had not had in 20+ years. I was actually scared my body would not pedal any further. The last time I felt like this was when I took my first swim test at Camp Oljato. Death seemed like a real possibility. I didn't think I would die tonight, but I thought my cell phone might die, and I may have to lie on the side of the road for an hour and recover. I was looking for someone to offer to pull me up the last hill. Think the scene from"Napoleon Dynamite" -- It would be nice if you could pull me [up the last 400 feet of hills]. Anyway I was really proud of myself.
Congrats on the great ride. Great imagery.
ReplyDeletebooya, john! nice job! what kind of bike are you riding?
ReplyDeleteHey John, Great job. I can not wait to show John the "map my ride" That sure does add a new dimension to the exercise process. John would love that. I can just imagine how you felt. I felt that in a small way at Huntington Gardens trying to get up a very small(but big to me) hill. I was looking for the electric cart to come get me or Uncle Burke to come back with the wheel chair. Ha Ha.
ReplyDeleteI am impressed. WOW!! Way to go John.
ReplyDeleteJohn...
ReplyDeleteYou're the king.
All I can see in Lance A up on the peddles crunch his way past all his opponents up the alps. Way to go John.
ReplyDeleteCan you picture me giving Lance "the look"? "You coming with me?" I can... and then I wake up.
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