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Breaking Personal Myths


This morning I crushed my own myth that I need a bicycle with a bunch of speeds to ride on Lone Tree Road, which is one of the foothill roads several miles from our house. Tilda-Hilda and I traveled 3 to 4 miles up the road before turning back. My goal was to get to the gate that either the county officials or residents close when they think the road is too dangerous to travel.

Once I reached that gate, I pedaled a half-mile or so further to find a spot to take a photo of Tilda-Hilda. You're so lucky that I just thought about taking photos of where Tilda-Hilda and I have been around our county. I promise though that I will show only photos of our toughest feats. But, then, what constitutes toughest, eh?

It's about another seven to nine miles to the end of Lone Tree Road (where the public can access it). Once upon a time, I said pedaling the length of this road is on my bucket list. But, that's when I thought I needed a 10-speed or 7-speed bicycle. No more! Pink cruiser babe, Tilda-Hilda, has the mechanical ability to do it, and, with more practice, I can pedal and walk her up to the end. It would definitely be one fun coast back down the road. Wheeeee!

If you'd like to see where I would be going one day, please click here and here. Those photos were taken during the Spring.

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  1. You go Girl with your Tildy-Hildy! I have been a bad girl today and did zip, zero! You are doing great and wow to conquering this:)

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  2. Thanks, Birgit. As I was zipping down, I was thinking that I hadn't felt this adventurous on my own since, well, since I was single three decades ago. It's a great feeling. Both the Husband the Mama are now on board of me being out there. I'm glad about that.

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  3. Isn't it amazing when you notice results after pushing yourself day by day. Last year I sat for a couple weeks and looked at a rock removal project wondering who I could get to do it or how I could do it. finally I decided to devote 2 hours a day to doing it myself. In place of sitting and looking at it, I removed some rocks each day. This year I finished it.
    I understand your accomplishment and the glorious feeling it brings. We can do anything with persistence.

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    1. I love your story, Manzanita. One day at a time and voila we have arrived at whatever it is we wish to get there. It's taken me a very long time to understand that.

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  4. Susie,

    You and Tilda-Hilda can achieve anything together! No new bike needed. I used to say, "If only the path wasn't so steep I could run further." But I have to work with what I have and that includes lots of hills. And now I'm glad I have to work hard. The bigger the challenge, the bigger the satisfaction! I bet you feel wonderful as you're flying back down that hill. Keep pedalling!

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    1. You said it, Sue. Today, I pedaled over to the fairgrounds to deliver my fair entries. When I got there, I thought we can go further one day. Anything is possible for Tilda-Hilda and me!

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  5. Yep, 'Tildas' existed long before gears ... and ...I think in today's bike riding culture, getting off and pushing your bike uphill where necessary is seen as an admission that one is a failure, or some such idiocy. Quite a few years ago Mrs Widds and I did a bike tour through a hilly coastal area and decided to push our bikes up one particularly steep hill. A trio of spandex-clad bicyclers huffed and puffed their way past us. (even with their 50-speed gears - slight exaggeration - they weren't going must faster than us) About two thirds of the way up this admittedly ginormous hill we passed them konked out and gasping for breath on the side of the road. We tried not to smile too superior-ly as we walked past. What's more we were pushing touring bikes with heavy loads and they only had themselves to carry.

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    1. Great story! Good for you and the Missus not to smile too obviously.

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  6. ...and I thought me walking a couple of miles every day was good....but not compared to what you accomplish!

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    1. Sounds like the same kind of accomplishment to me, Hootin Anni!

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  7. I like Tilda-Hilda, Susie. She reminds me of two others. First came to mind was Toto's mother's bicycle in the Wizzard of Oz. It also reminded me of my sisters and my bike that we shared. It was a Sears Roebuck girls bike that Dad ordered from the catalog.
    ..

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    1. Tilda-Hilda is pleased to be compared with such wonderful bicycles, Jim.

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  8. Hi Suzie-I wanted to let you know that I nominated you for the Liebster Award. I hope you can partake but, if not, it is aok with me. I enjoy your blog so much which is why I nominated you

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    1. What a wonderful honor, Birgit! Thank you!

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  9. Awesome bike and what lovely scenery!

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  10. Great shot. Looks like a beautiful place to bike although tiring.

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