Pedal Strike

Dear Mark,

I assume you’re not passed out in a ditch somewhere after whatever may have transpired last night to celebrate the end of 2L. I’m hoping you can read this through the haze of your hangover.

Remember yesterday when I ran into you again after our rescheduled exams? And you told me not to take that route to Natick and I should go to Dover instead? And you said that this one route would be good and I’d like it because it’s sort of hilly and quiet and nice?

Well, I was really excited about it, and got all changed and jersey-fied for this ride. And then like 5 miles in, I hit a highway.

I actually tried to ride on it, and then I figured maybe I shouldn’t, and I tried to see if it was just a sort-of highway that ends but it was kind of scary and I couldn’t imagine how I would get back. So, instead, I ended up taking the usual 12 mile loop home and then passed out when I got to my apartment. Dover, fail, apparently.

But today, I managed to make it to Arlington via Lexington. And let me tell you, it’s like a whole different world. There are trees and little traffic and even bodies of water were involved! I was totally channeling Rapha Continental [but maybe without the speed, style, and grace]. I mean, this does not look like Massachusetts. Or at least the Massachusetts I’m used to.

The people are incredibly nice too, at least if you’re a girl and sweating buckets on some isolated private way with no clue where she’s going. Oh, yeah, I did get spit on by some kids on the way back, but I guess that comes with the territory [don’t worry, I showered].

And I got lost about five times, but that goes without saying. It made the 35 mile-ish ride into something like 40, and other than a 10 minute break in Arlington, I hardly stopped. Progress, right?

I think I’ve found my daily route. It even has some legit hills, and twisty roads. If you weren’t leaving tomorrow for New York City, I’d drag you and Obersheimer there tomorrow morning. Even though with your respective gears, you’d both dust me. But come August, when you’re back, I plan on being at least a little bit stronger.

Time to sink my face into some food. Then a nap maybe, and gym time. Yeah, running starts today. I have difficulty walking, so this will be interesting. Anyway, I’m hungry. See you next week in the city, yeah?

oxox,
k

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