My brain has been one hell of a foggy mess these past few weeks. I haven’t been able to focus much on anything other than work and thinking of what I’m going to eat. Although, it finally cleared up over the long weekend when I took my bike out for the first ride of the year.
I wouldn’t say that I’m a seasoned rider, but I think I’m well enough to ride some distances. Thanks to my swimmer thighs, I can usually take the hilly bits with ease (with a lot of complaining), but this time was different.
It’s April, so the air is still quite breezy and, albeit, rather chilly. Not exactly my kind of weather for a casual bike ride, but we made do. My boyfriend and I needed some exercise, and we thought a bike ride would be a great way to relieve some stress. We packed our backpacks with a couple of beers, snacks, and a blanket, and on we went!
We planned to bike from our house to a local park, about 6 km away, have a little picnic there, then ride back home. But, within the first few minutes of the ride, I knew I was going to be exhausted at the end of it.
As I mentioned before, I’m not a seasoned rider, and let me tell you, that wind is a bitch. I didn’t think it was going to be that hard, but there were some parts where the wind hit and my eyes would water like I was crying for the ride to be over (accurate description).
At this point, we were probably about halfway there, and I was questioning all of my life’s choices. I couldn’t tell if my legs were on fire or frozen from the cold wind. Either way, it wasn’t pleasant.
Alas, we made it to the park. We did it, folks. We reached our destination, which called for a celebratory beer. From the coziness of our couch, biking to the park to have a couple of beers was a fantastic idea. In reality, it was sitting in the cold and trying to soak up the warmth from the sun (which wasn’t very successful).
The long and winding road was approaching – it was time to go home. By this point, I was frozen. We were frozen. We couldn’t feel our feet, our face, or anything for that matter. But with social distancing, there weren’t many options other than biking home.
But by some miracle, I found the ride home to be much more relaxing. Maybe it was because we had a warm end goal in sight, or perhaps because the wind wasn’t beating us down anymore. Either way, somehow that achy bike ride ended on a positive note. I had a fantastic sleep, and I felt a million times better than I had in the last few weeks. I am already planning for another bike ride – cold or not (ideally not).