Once upon a bicycle ride - Life is so full of tae!

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Once upon a bicycle ride

This isn't my first bike ride experience. I've been biking as early as I was eight. I've also had my fair share of falling off the bike, leaving me with more scars on my elbows and knees. But still, I love biking and I know I'm pretty good at it. But by biking, I mean, riding around the village on a clear and even pavement. And that was it. I had zero experience in other types of cycling other than my humble village-biking skill.

Last Sunday, I had my very first road biking experience. The challenge is on bigger and wider roads with speeding vehicles on both lanes and sometimes a few animals on the way. It's longest ride I ever had. My first road bike stint turned out fine. It was a total of more or less fifteen-kilometer cycle with rests in between. The thing is, the road tends to slope a little bit downward, so I was free-wheeling most of the time. Piece of cake, I must say.

Today, I went road biking again. But this time, it was going a little uphill. And it was hell. Okay, I'm exaggerating. Not! It was hell. I was doing fine with cycling uphill at first. Then it started to get harder. Funny thing is, it's not even that steep. Shortness of breath was noted not long after and my energy level was depleting. But I still have the guts to literally go an extra mile.

Or so I thought.

Novice as I am, I experimented on shifting gears to see which one will works best going uphill. Like I said, I had zero experience with this. I shifted up. Big mistake. In a short while, my strength started dwindling. My legs were about to give up. My breathing became heavier and shorter. Too short that I had to struggle uttering the words: "Wait up. Let's rest. I can not go on." (in our own dialect, of course).

The short ten-minute (or maybe more) rest regained a bit of my energy and strength for another short uphill ride. But at least now, I know better. Shift down. Keep the tempo. Focus and fight the urge to shift gears even if I'm getting left behind. And stick to my own pace. Biking became relatively easy yet it was certainly exhausting that I needed another rest. I couldn't blame the shifting of gears this time. I blame my lack of stamina and endurance. I need to get used to this kind of physical activity.

Yet, despite that exhausting, energy-draining, muscle-stiffening cycling experience, I refuse to give up. I am still up for the challenge because I am loving it. And I will definitely do it again. It is also one way of staying fit for I haven't really been so physically active lately. And I guess this may also serve as a training for me, especially that I have plans joining a Triathlon (not anytime soon though). It's no way near a real training but it's a start. And of course, I will be needing a better and proper bike for that.

But for now, I'll just enjoy the downhill rides and dread the climbs until I'd be able to say, "Sus! Chicken na lang yan."

On the way home. Pit stop at the convenience store.


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