I couldn’t sit idly while the weather was so good, so I went out for a lunch time Dirty Dozen hills ride with a few folks. Sycamore, Welsh, Berry/Holt/Eleanor.

Sycamore felt fine. I tried to keep the effort manageable, and did okay, though I did stall a bit on the ramp before the hairpin. Welsh was Welsh–short, hard. It’s hard to judge my efforts on that one. Berry/Holt/Eleanor–well, that one hurt. I was definitely pretty pokey on Eleanor, and thankful that I hadn’t scaled down my cassette yet.

Posted on 17 March 2009