Last year, my second serious training ride of the year was at Quadrupedal, a well-organized, local, supported charity ride that raises funds for the Iowa County Wisconsin animal shelter.
I have been suffering for a year now from post-traumatic hill disorder as a result.
I had never seen such hills.
I had never seen people ride bikes up such hills.
Over the course of a three-hour tour, I got to know those hills well, mostly because I spent a lot of time walking up them, pushing my bike.
Why did I go back? Probably the same morbid fascination that makes people rub their sore spots--to find out if they could possibly still hurt as much as the last time they checked.
Click on the elevation chart to see the PTSD tour of Quadrupedal.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
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