funnytheworld2.gif (4077 bytes)





3 August 2002

Ever since I got on a bike and discovered the Davis Greenbelt, I've been haunted by hills. It was a big deal when I finally conquered the dreaded overpass.

aa-dreaded1.JPG (47991 bytes) aa-dreaded2.JPG (44739 bytes)

aa-dreaded3.JPG (44382 bytes)

But the horrible overpass still awaited me.

This is the Covell Blvd. overpass, which goes up and over the railroad tracks and the little League field. I live on one side of the overpass, my office is on the other side.

For awhile, when I rode my bike to work, I would go all the way downtown until I came to a street that crossed over the tracks flat. Then Walt showed me where there was a tunnel that went under the tracks. You go down a little hill to get to the tunnel (and then, on the way back, up a little hill), but it was easily do-able and I've been pleased to note that I don't even have to downshift to get up that little hill.

aa-under.JPG (41092 bytes)

the white "x" marks the bottom of the "hill" and a sharp right turn into the tunnel, with the other hill going up on the other side; the black "x" shows the "horrible overpass."

Each day I drive the car over the horrible overpass on my way to work, trying to decide how soon it would be before I would be able make it over on the bike. It's steep (by my standards) and it's long, which is the big problem.

The first day Cindy and I went biking, she suggested we go to south Davis. This involved going downtown and up a small hill which marks the entrance to Davis. I'd wondered if I could handle this hill as well, but it turned out to be very easy, since it is preceded by a nice downhill, which gives you enough momentum to just about coast to the top on the other side.

"Shall we try the bike overpass?" she asked that day. Gulp. I had seen this bike bridge. I knew it had a long uphill part to it and I really wasn't sure I could handle it, but I didn't want to be a wimp, so I agreed to give it a try. I told her I was fairly certain that Iwould have to walk the hill. She said that would be OK.

We started up the overpass and, as I reported on Monday, I took Haggie's advice, concentrated on the road in front of me and not how much farther I had to go. I was inching along in a low gear, panting like a dog on a hot summer day, but when I looked up, I was at the top before I realized it. What a great moment of triumph it was to coast down the other side.

aa-sdavis1.JPG (30951 bytes) aa-sdavis2.JPG (39890 bytes)

But the horrible overpass still awaited.

aa-covell.JPG (37300 bytes)

The horrible overpass from the office side

When Cindy arrived this morning she asked where I wanted to go on our ride. I told her to decide. She suggested we go in the opposite direction from the way we'd gone the last two rides. "Want to do the Covell overpass?" she asked. <imagine you hear the sound of the Dragnet theme here>.

My moment of truth had arrived. I wasn't going to say no. She assured me I'd be able to handle it. I assured her I'd be walking my bike.

Taking a deep breath, I started up the hill. Preparing to have to downshift as far as possible, I switched to first gear on the left and began to downshift on the right. But a strange thing happened. I was suddenly at the top with hardly any downshifting at all. I was breathing hard, but I had made it!!!!!. It was with incredible exultation that I coasted down the other side. What an amazing feeling of accomplishment.

We rode around forever, including a long dirt bike path. We found ourselves near the bike overpass to South Davis again. What the heck. I am Biker--hear me roar.

Off we headed to the bike overpass. Last time Cindy was miles ahead of me by the time I reached the top. This time I was almost able to keep up with her. Two hills in one day.

By the time we returned home, we'd ridden 15.7 miles. I was soaked in sweat and my knees were starting to say "it's time to go home, idiot." But I'd done it. I'd conquered the horrible hill and I'd been better on the bike overpass.

"Next the Alps," Cindy says.

Uh...Maybe not this week.

2002q2-finalist.gif (3380 bytes)

Thank you for nominating my entry, Moving On for a DiaristNet award!

Quote of the Day

Everything's in the mind. That's where it all starts. Knowing what you want is the first step toward getting it!

-- Mae West

Picture of the Day

mtblanc.jpg (20166 bytes)

I wonder if there's a bike path...

One Year Ago
Law of the Land
we won't go into how long David nursed; let's just say that by the time he graduated from high school, the breasts he was interested in were no longer mine

Two Years Ago
Touchspace or Cyberspace
Sometimes we just argued about silly things like whether it was "eency weency spider" or "itsy bitsy spider" (that argument, BTW, has been going on for five years now--and I really don’t understand why because everyone knows it’s "eency weency"...).

signmyblack.gif (1825 bytes)
Powered by

TBVbanner.jpg (12102 bytes)

 ;scale.gif (2974 bytes)
Pounds Lost:  70.2
(this figure is updated on Tuesdays)

On the Odometer:  458.0

Recipe Journal

<--previous | next-->

Journal home | bio | cast | archive | links | awards | Bev's Home Page


Created 8/02/02