Sat, 13 Sep 2003


Jenny and I made the ride to Rockford and back this evening. While we were waiting in the left turn lane for the light on 32nd and Highway 27, a cyclist pulled in behind us.

My plan was to time myself, as usual, on the big climb. So, when we reached the bottom of the hill, I started the stop watch and charged up the hill for all I was worth.

I waited for Jenny at the top. The cyclist that had pulled in behind us at at the light came up the hill ahead of Jenny. He pulled to a stop and complimented me on my climb. "You nailed that hill. You really hammered it."

He wasn't far behind me. He was lean not an ounce of fat on him. He wasn't winded; obviously he had climbed the hill at a comfortable pace. I asked where he was headed. "Freeman, or maybe Rockford if I have time," he said. "I'm just visiting friends here. I haven't ridden this way before.

Rockford and back is where we're headed, I told him.

I rode to Coeur d'Alene this morning, he said. "But I needed a few more miles."

At that he pedaled away. Wow, I said to myself, when I'm in my seventies, I want to be just like him still riding and riding strong. I was inspired.

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