Beating up the short-bus driver

Sarah went out running on Saturday and ran a long ways – 6+ miles.  I don’t have the details in my brain cell, but it was 6ish… she then came up with an idea that we go biking and suggested a bicycle configuration I wasn’t really prepared for at the moment, but with 2 cups of coffee and an hours or so – anything can happen.

We packed up the van and headed to the Silver Comet.  I was on the Frankenbike, Derek on the Trail-a-bike and Max in tow.  Sarah was on her chick bike (It’s a chick bike – cuz it’s got little pink bits all over that chicks dig).  We got to the trail, saddled up and off we went.  The first mile or so was rocky … not the trail, just getting everybody in their places so they could have bright shining faces.  Sarah was cruising along at a good pace.  I was suprised.  Doing quite well.  I was well within my comfort zone, but the pace was suprising.

About 11 miles out on the SCT, there is a really neat tunnel.  It’s cool, nice… and 11 miles out.  I like to ride through it.  Sarah knew this and had secretly planned to try to make it there.  That she did… heck, she even dropped us!  I could roll with her on the flats, but there are some LONG false flats and the added 100+ pounds did NOT make it easy to roll up.  I was very impressed at her effort!

On the way back, Sarah got a flat – which kind of sucked, as I hadn’t prepared us for that.  Stupid on my part, but I flagged down a couple of guys and they hooked us up.  We were back on the road quickly.

Sarah beat us back to the car and all were happy to be back.  Sarah flabergasted me with her riding ability yesterday!  She was like a woman on a mission.  All that running has her some aerobic fitness that is paying off.  Good stuff.  Derek was having fun on his trail-a-bike and Max, I think he slept most of the way, but he likes it too.

So yes … As I drove the short bus, I got my keister kicked.  I want a re-match! 🙂