Trek Women
October 29, 2007

Not scary after all...

Group_ride There’s something that I’ve wanted to do for a while; but I’ve been too chicken -– a group ride with a local DC bike club. Club riding is serious business in this town and most clubs describe their rides as moderate to fast on their websites. I’ve been afraid to try for fear that I would be too slow and get dropped (left behind). Would I be able to hang? How fast is moderate to fast? Would I end up in a ditch by the side of the road gasping for my last breath?

Yesterday, I decided to face my fear and do it. If I got dropped, well, at least I’d know and could work on it. I picked the Capitol Hill-based bike club, Route 1 Velo, for my inaugural experience, primarily because the ride started four blocks from my house. About 15 cyclists showed up for the 9 am start -– a smaller group than usual I was told because of the Marine Corps Marathon that took over the city. Three of us were newbies to the club and everyone seemed very friendly.

We set off and by the time we hit Georgetown, about 5 miles in, the pace seriously picked up.  The group started breaking down into fast, faster and fastest. I figured so far, so good (I wasn’t in a ditch); why not see if I could stay with the three at the front of the pack. The fastest of all was Laurel, the ride leader -– a woman and a fierce cyclist!!! I pedaled with the “faster” riders on the climbs; but managed to catch up on the downhills and hold my own on the flats.

About halfway through the route, we briefly joined up with another DC club. Imagine over 100 cyclists whizzing through your neighborhood. Every once in a while, I would glance down at my bike computer; we were steady at 22-25 mph. Daaaaang! I’ve never ridden so fast for so long, EVER. It was an awesome two-hour thrill ride and I’m looking forward to biking with the club again soon.

In honor of Halloween, my fear factor list:

  • Movies about demented clowns = scary.
  • A milipede critter bug scampering in my bathtub = scary.
  • Opening a Tupperware that’s been sitting in my fridge for a month (chili?) = scary.
  • Group rides = not scary after all.


Hey, riding in bike clubs can also be a great way to meet guys ... I met my hubby there ... he always said it was the way he looked in spandex that first attracted me to him. We've been married 15 years in March, so there was something there! :)

Posted by: Ginger | Oct 31, 2007 8:20:32 AM

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