A few weeks ago I announced that I registered for my first bike race, the 2011 Ride for the Red which benefits the American Red Cross. I signed up for the 15.5 mile ride and had just three weeks to train for it. THREE weeks to go from riding ZERO miles to 15.5. Was I unrealistic to think that I could accomplish that? Well, I’ll actually never know the answer to that question because the Red Cross changed their route distances. Instead of 15.5, 31, and 62 mile routes, they changed it to 10, 17, 31, and 62. UGH! I now had to decide between 10 miles, which I was fairly confident I could do with no problem at all, or 17 miles which scared the ever living crap out of me! I was already nervous about being able to finish 15.5 and now I might have to ride 17?!
So I made a decision (that I’m trying hard not to regret) to go with what I knew I could do, the 10 mile ride. A part of me regrets that decision because I like to challenge myself beyond what I know I can do. BUT! That’s precisely how I injured my foot last year and I definitely don’t want to go through that again! When I first started running last year, I went into it with reckless abandon. I didn’t really do a lot of research like I should have because if I had I would have been taking calcium everyday. I would have been monitoring my increases in distance more closely. I wouldn’t have increased my running distance from 4.5 miles to 9.3 in just four weeks because I would have known just how much risk was involved. Don’t get me wrong, the Miracle Miles 15K was my favorite moment of 2010, but pragmatically speaking, I shouldn’t have ran it. If I had held off and just been a little more patient in increasing my distances….well, as they say, “if if’s and but’s were candy and nuts it’d be Christmas all year long”.
Truth is, I can’t go back and change what I did or didn’t do wrong in my running training, but I CAN make sure I don’t repeat the same mistakes in my cycling training. So yes, I went with the smaller route and feel like I made the absolute best decision for me.
The event was very well organized! What else do you expect from the American Red Cross though? They certainly know how to volunteer and this event was no exception. From the moment Lynne and I got there they catered to our every need from going over the route map to giving us bug spray. (The mosquitoes were out in full force that morning!)
Lynne and I got there not knowing really what to expect with it being our first biking event and all. We got there so early we had plenty of time to take a few silly pictures:
We quickly learned that this wasn’t really a “race” at all. There was no definitive start time. Hell, there wasn’t even a definitive start line. Just grab your map and go. And so we did.
In one word, the ride itself was AWESOME. But if you know me you know I can’t limit my description to one word.
The weather was perfect for it. That’s one of the advantages of running over biking: the cool breeze you feel as you ride. The course was all on the open road, but there was very, very little traffic, so I think I only had to stop once. Everyone else might tell you that the course was flat. However, I have a cheap mountain bike that doesn’t like inclines AT ALL. There were a few really small overpasses on the course that I’m sure the other road bikes had no problem conquering. My bike, not so much. My bike came to almost a complete stop the second I hit the incline. They were brutal and just confirmed for me that if I do continue riding I will NEED a road bike at some point. Definitely. My bike was not made for this.
One thing I always liked about the running community was just how welcoming and inclusive they are. I never really felt like I didn’t belong or that I was too fat to be there. I never really felt intimidated, even when surrounded by some of the most elite runners there are. At first, I couldn’t really say the same about the bikers at this event. As they all started showing up with their expensive bikes and gear, I started to feel like a fish out of water and very inferior to those around me. Maybe I was self conscious because of my weight? Maybe it was my cheap ass bike? Maybe a combination of both? Not sure. But once I was out there riding, all of that changed.
As I crossed the paths of other bikers they would say things like “enjoy your ride” and “how’s your ride?” They were cordial and by the end I felt every bit as included as I did in the running community. One gentleman even rode alongside me for the better part of a mile and a half, even though he was clearly a faster rider than me. We met at a turn where there was a discrepancy in our map and the road markings. He asked me which way we were supposed to go and trusted my answer. As we took off together he struck up a conversation and genuinely seemed interested in my answers. After about a mile and a half he took off ahead of me, but I’ll never forget him and the kindness he showed me.
The ride was actually 10.87 miles and I finished in 1 hour, 9 minutes. I have now completed my first cycling event and am itching to do more. In fact, I came home yesterday and registered for another one already: Sharky’s on the Pier 9th Annual Ride the Beaches on May 1st.
Man it feels GOOD to update my Race pages after all these months!!!
(P.S I still miss running, but cycling is quickly becoming more than just a substitute for running. The more I bike, the more I genuinely love it.)
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