I talk to myself out loud.
Because of the three day weekend, Jared and I were able to tackle a couple proper rides. Friday – July 4 We chose to ride 70 miles on Friday. Our last experience riding the Clear Creek Trail to the Platte River. We were caught in the rain and thunder and lightning and hail. Twice. The…
Colorado weather. Let’s talk about it. It’s unpredictable, nasty, cruel; one minute you’re thinking this is going to be some of the best weather you’ve experienced: blue skies, perfect temperature like Little Red Riding Hood’s porridge. Then all of a sudden, like the wolf, it’s creeping up behind you and you’re feeding porridge to a…
If you asked me a year ago, “Hey, Jess, want to participate in a century ride?” I would have said two things: “What the hell is a century ride?” and upon finding out that it’s a 100-mile bike ride, my second remark would have been a no-hesitation-needed, “Hell no.” I didn’t even own a bike…
Jared and I planned to take it easy this past weekend because the Elephant Rock is this Sunday (June 1). Saturday, the plan was to give our bikes a good ol’ fashion rub down. Also, because I fecked up my handlebars from the spill two weekends ago, I had to re-tape my handle bars. No…
This past weekend Jared and I rode on our own. He rode the Santa Fe Century (tried to convince me to do it, but I was saving myself for the Elephant Rock) and I was riding solo. Naturally, I’m fine doing things alone and riding my bike felt no different. I figured I’d be fine….
We traversed many a great cities on our bike ride on Saturday: we started in Lakewood, took the Platte down to C470, up to Parker, into Denver, then over to Thornton and back down the Platte River. As it usually goes with Jared, we didn’t follow the map and ended up doing 12 more miles…
Our goal last weekend was to crank out 70 miles on the ol’ bikes. We started in Boulder and the plan was to ride up through Lyons to the edge of Estes Park. We took a “Before” picture, as you do when you train (right?). The ride started off fairly easy. Most of the hills…
We had a late start and we really lucked out. As most Coloradoans know and expect, more than likely, there will be an afternoon thunderstorm come spring and summer. I watched the ominous clouds surround us our entire bike ride, like we were the circus attraction and the clouds were our spectators; waiting to throw…
Jared shows me the mountain-like graph and tells me, “This will be our elevation gain.” We were going to tackle Deer Creek Canyon. I felt the regret rise in my throat, like swallowing a wish bone, hoping it’d snap in half and I’d be able to breathe again. The route looked rough and Jared confirmed…