The one where I almost cried on the side of the mountain but the awesome crew at Cycling house and Barbara and Becky wouldn’t let me… Mt. Lemmon is one of the epic climbs in US, with many cyclists/triathletes making Tucson their winter training base. Going in on the last day of our camp, I knew I wasn’t as trained on hills as I should’ve been. But what the heck, nothing ventured, nothing gained … and Barbara, Becky and I…
Love this year is doing something that I’ve come to love in the past 2-3 years – Clear skies, perfect temps, friends Barbara and Becky, and inspirational women and exploring Saguaro National Park on a bike with The Cycling House “Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to remove:O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;” – this sonnet remains one of my favorites worth repeating every Valentine’s…
This week of riding in Tuscon, Arizona with The Cycling House is a “let’s see how ready Smitha is to build on for the bike rides in summer in the Alps”. The shakeout ride on Day 1 evoked reminiscences of a July day nearly three years past when we embarked from West Glacier into Glacier National Park. Back then, the sun blazed down upon us, and the elevation gain on the ride far exceeded our expectations. In contrast, today’s shakeout…