Ride, Sally, Ride

With apologies to Wilson Pickett, Sally should have been on a bike, because I love being on mine.

I had my first ride of the season (I’m a fair-weather cyclist), and it was great being outdoors. Due to time constraints, we didn’t make it to the lighthouse along the Leslie Street spit, but got some good mileage in.

I’m trying to get ready for the Ride for Heart, because unless I put in the training now, I know I’m going to hurt. I know from past experience what my body is going to feel like, as I’ve already pre-booked my massage therapy treatment.

When I ride, I never want to stop. I try to vary my route, and I’ve discovered a recently paved road in the Beaches, that you can hit some serious speed as you race downhill. My top speed is 59.4 kph and it scared the daylights out of me.

Gone are the days of yelling, “Faster, Daddy, Faster…” because of the fear of injury, but I forget all of that once I’m in the saddle, and all rules are out the door.

In preparing for the Ride for Heart, here is a program that will help you get the results you need to enjoy your next ride.

If you do make it out on the Ride, and see a blur pass you by –it’s not me. I have enough trouble staying upright.