I had a two hour ride to do today and decided that I would head straight up from my home along Plenty Road towards Whittlesea. I figured that the road was wide enough (with 3 lanes) through the built up areas that it would be okay to ride the trike. It was great because once I got to Bundoora there was a great bike lane that started from there. So I decided that I would just ride for an hour then turn around and head back. What I didn’t expect was that it would be so windy!
Today the expected temperature was to be 32 degrees so for me the best thing is get out early so that I am finished before it gets too hot. My MS doesn’t really like the heat as I tend to lose the feeling in my hands and the pins and needles that I live with tend to spread! So I was on the road at 7am and the best thing was that there wasn’t much traffic to contend with. But I also didn’t realise that heading north to Whittlesea would be very hilly as well. Actually mostly uphill with the odd little dip!
As I continued on my way I was buffeted by the most amazing head wind but as I got farther out of the city limits into open roads the wind became a cross wind! And dealing with that wind AND the uphill terrain got me thinking as I pushed myself farther away from home, what was worse 1. head wind 2. cross-head wind or 3. hills? Now with 3 wheels when you get hit by a cross-head wind if you aren’t holding on for dear life you will lose control. I found that it was important to hang on but not stiffen your body, just keep pedaling. And because trikes are definitely not sleek or aero-dynamic if you are trying to pedal into a big head wind it almost stops the trike!
So on that ride north this morning I decided that yes I would rather climb the highest mountain than deal with a cross-head wind or even a plain head wind! I came up with a new mantra pushing through that wind this morning and kept saying it for almost 1 hour and 16 minutes: “I love wind, I love wind, I love wind”! Did I believe it in the end – NO! But I will continue to push myself because you just never know what you will have to contend with during a race.
I was looking forward to turning around though to make my way home and because it was making me ride a tad bit slower than I would have been if there was no wind I went farther than the hour, as I said earlier I continued on for another 16 minutes because I knew that I would fly home with a tail wind, or at least I hoped that it would be a tail wind! Lucky for me when I turned around I did fly home. What took me 1:16 going only took me 52 minutes coming home! And it was downhill, absolutely loved it, hitting just over 50 km/hr at one point! (I know my mom will cringe at that speed, but really mom I’m okay!)
At the start of my ride this morning I had a bit of doubt as whether I would be able to ride through this wind, but I learnt that the way to get beyond doubt is not by focusing on that doubt, but to get beyond it with action. So I say bring on the wind! Don’t doubt yourself in any task, just get on with it!
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