One day a couple of months ago I went on a ride that had some nice rolling hills...I had a good time with it, getting a good workout. Not long afterwards Tom and I went out for a ride and I wanted to take him on my new route...he was game. He could not believe how many rollers there were and wondered when the madness would end! 10 miles later he proclaimed that I was "tougher than boiled owl".
Last night we went for a ride with a couple of roadies from church and we took a nice route that is not heavily traveled. There was one hill that was nearly vertical in my cycling mind and I went onward and forward...and made it to the top! It wasn't necessarily a long hill just STEEP! Rather ominous, but sooo good to know that I did it!
What's tougher than boiled owl?
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