Monday, October 12, 2015
LKHC Page Mill Road 2015
Saturday, October 3rd
Ring, Ring (I'd know that ring anywhere; it was The Boyfriend calling)
BF: How'd you do on the LKHC Page Mill ride
Me: Well, hello to you, too, Mister.
BF: Give me the low down!
Me: Well, the weather was ever so weird, a dense fog requiring car lights on Hwy 280, I had to wear my cycling woolies and wipe down my wet bike before biking from Shoup Park in Los Altos to the start.
BF: Who cares. How'd you do!
Me: I saw a deer with big ears on Purissma before reaching the registration location.
BF: What part of "who cares" did you not grasp?
Me: Listen Mister, I'm telling the story from start to end.
BF: Yes, Ma'am.
Me: Biking in the Los Altos Hills was like I imagine a fall ride on the East Coast to be. Fallen leaves, colorful Autumn foliage, damp, quiet, mysterious.
BF: Oh for Pete's sake.
Me: Alrighty, I thought if the weather doesn't clear by the time I get to registration, I am so not doing this for safety reasons but Cara was informed by residents that Page Mill was clear and good to go.
BF: Go on.
Me: Rather than be in the last group of the day, Dan the Man said it was okay for me to start by myself and self-time. That way I could see some action for once as riders caught up to me!
BF: I'm listening.
Me: You should be. So, I started at 9:45am. The first wave of riders were scheduled to start at 10:10am.
Me: I put my head down, stared at the ground, zoned out listening to music, and shot off.
BF: Go Girl.
Me: At around mile 5.98, the national champion who joined our party passed me but he also said something to me.
BF: He did!
Me: Yes, and that's between him and me.
BF: Shut up.
Me: Then Mr. Bill passed me and Miss P in the car going to the top. Or maybe they were first and then it was the national champion. I can't remember. And then more riders and Dan, too.
BF: Go, go, go.
Me: Guess what! I got to the section where the two parks are on either side of the road, and someone shouted, "Green Ninja!" I practically peed in my panties. It was EC, a professor at my university who is part of the Green Ninja project. I am a climate action hero, or at least I try to do my part. That made my day and how I fared in the "race" didn't matter.
The stretch between Gate 3 and 4 is, how should I put it, a bitch. I am a recreational cyclist (get out your hankies). I do Page Mill Road maybe once or twice a year. I don't train like many who showed up today (impressive cyclists!). It is something I do because it allows me the opportunity to help my heart, be with friends, and appreciate the beauty of the Bay Area. I forced myself to get through the difficult parts and to simply keep going.
How'd I do? Well, of course, I placed last but ... in 2006 (different bike), I timed 75.34, in 2011, I timed 66.54 and today: 66 minutes.
My secret: mixing tofu with one egg and one egg white scrambled for breakfast plus sheer determinism.
The BF was proud and supportive.
I am a Green Ninja super action hero cyclist.