With 9/10 of St. Paul’s students gone for Mid-Spring this long weekend, there weren’t many activities to do. Sure, there was Rectory open house, but, as much fun as it is to eat cookies at the rector’s house, I wasn’t really satisfied. I could have tried to sneak out after check and go clubbing, but I can’t really HANDLE BARS. So I spent the majority of my weekend catching up on work and trying to get a sweet ride in. Sunday, in particular, I was really feeling a 30-mile ride. I woke up at 7:00 A.M., and I knew right away; I wanted to go. Knowing Gabby was on campus, I thought she would be thrilled to go on an early ride. After three calls, four texts, and a few Facebook messages, I realized she must have still been asleep. Luckily, I had a friend who lived nearby, Sam Yates. After calling her 3 times and waking her up, she SPOKE to me very aggressively. A few minutes later, I was able to convince Sam to rouse Gabby. Gabby, for some reason, wanted to go back to bed and refused my offer to ride, and my plan was DERAIL-ed. So it was just me left, on my first ride alone. This wouldn’t have been so bad, but I still didn’t know how to clip in and out very well. The more experienced SPS Cyclists told me the hardest part of riding is clipping in and out of the bike. After my ride, I can certainly tell them I really felt the asphalt on my legs upon every failed unclip. It was a learning day, and I came back really TIRE-d, with only minor injuries. Until next time.
- Reid
- Reid
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