Knock on wood, I haven’t gone over the handlebars… yet! There’s a neighborhood in Tallahassee where I love to ride my Trek road bike. Light traffic and any drivers that pass by usually give a lot of space between themselves and me (thank you Killearn Estates folks!). It has long roads featuring a good mix of hills. There’s this one hill that is so steep and when I get halfway up, there’s a little spot that gets more steep, just in case I was starting to feel good about myself. See if you can find it on this Garmin map from the other day.
Yep, it’s that dark blue line which means I was really slow. Like… *Googles things that are slow* …going to work at 9, working for 5 hours, then checking the clock and it’s 9:17. That’s how slow. Or sloths, turtles, paint drying, grass growing, me making a decision, wet clothes drying on a hanger in the rain, dial-up internet, stirring natural peanut butter, manatees, Burger King, carving a chuppah by hand from one piece of wood.
I have another workout coming up in that neighborhood and I’m trying to think of ways to get out of seeing that hill again. Humble Hill, that’s what I’ll call it. Maybe I’ll skip it and go on a run with my niece’s turtle.
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