Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwessommmmmmmmmmme! Awesome, awesome, awwwwwwwwwesomme!
Everyone in the valley below should have heard me as I coasted down the hill this morning. Whooooo-hoooooo!
Once a week for the past four weeks, I have been pedaling up Cienega Road, going further each time. I have yet to make it to the very top, but after today, I know that one day I shall. I managed to pedal about three-quarters up what I thought was the first incline, only to look up and see it was one long continuous incline.
When it got too steep, I got off Tilda-Hilda (I think she may be partial to Tildy-Hildy) and walked her up to my first goalpost. Once there, I decided to walk a little further. Why not? I thought, I'm here. When it no longer seemed steep that I would fall trying to engage the pedals, I hopped on the pink cruiser and pedaled up the hill for a couple more yards. But, instead of turning around, I chose to walk Tilda-Hilda a few more yards to that fence post in the photo.
What a glorious ride down it was. Did I say that already?
"It looks like that's the top," the Husband said when he saw the photo. "From there, the road heads down into that other valley."
Trés awesome, if it is! Next week, Tilda-Hilda and I are going to the top.
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