Trek Women
September 28, 2007

The Pit Crew

Imageresize206_2 I have two bikes now, the latest being the Trek 7.2 Fitness Bike.  This particular model looks like it might be a little more serious on the open road and of course the pedals are equipped to take the clip-in shoe system.  Yes, once again more information to gather and to apply to keep me moving in the right direction.   

This might me a good point in time to drag along my Pit Crew to come ride with me.  I need big strong bodies to keep me from falling down as I learn to permanently cement my feet to the bike as I ride.  I don’t think it will be quite that bad, it just feels like that.    I’ll let you know how it works out.

This is the best thing about learning new things,  there are always people willing to help you, encourange you, and protect you.  All you have to do is ask.

Come ride with me.   

September 24, 2007

It Seems Like A Long Road


I packed up my bike on Sunday morning to venture off to the Yorba Linda Park.  There is a bike path there and also an access to a Freeway riverbed.  If I stay on this path long enough, it will take me all the way to the beach.  If I stay on this path long enough I’ll have to call someone to pick me up.  Let me just say this, it’s a heck of a long way, and yes of course I’ll expect that to be a future goal and I am well aware that by the time I achieve that goal I may be too old to wear a swimsuit.  But I will get there.

The first time I rode this path, I managed 10 miles.  The second time 20 miles, and the third time I completed 30 miles.  I went so far that I was rather alone on the road and I began to feel uncomfortable.  Darn it, I think I could have gone a few more miles, but I turned around and came back.    Next time I need to find a riding companion.

Look at me, securing my bike with bundge cords.  I found them at the 99 cent store and of course I was hoping to find colors that would match my bike and I probably could find them at the $9.99 cent store.  Anyway, this is quite empowering and every time someone asks if they can help.  I respond with a big smile and say no thanks, I have to learn how to do this myself. 

Come ride with me

September 20, 2007

The Hitch


This is not the term a hitch as in a problem. If I want to get out of the neighborhood and do more exploring, I need a way to transport my ride, without always relying on the help of others. The style of my car dictates a little change from the basic bike rack. I had trouble finding someone that would install a hitch type carrier because of safety issues,I was not going to give up; I even contacted the manufacturer for assistance. If I can say one thing, these hobbies and the learning process that comes with the deal, is certainly enough to keep you occupied and busy in order to come up with solutions. If you want something bad enough and you are willing to be a little tenacious, it can probably happen.  I found some good people at Rack n Road in Costa Mesa, California. In no time I was on the road feeling as liberated as I once did in the early 70's, but I'll leave that to your imagination. This was the key to furthering my adventures. I now had no boundaries and the possibilities are endless and the road opens once again for me.

Come ride with me

September 18, 2007

Here We Go!!!


Now that I have some of my history out of the way, we can start the business of serious fun.  It certainly seems as though every time I have "Barbie" riding on the back of my car, people want to know, where is the rest of the parade?  Maybe it is because she is so pretty, maybe because her Barbie mobile is so small, but people honk and wave all the time.  What a great way to start out on a bike ride.    It's kind of like walking a puppy; everyone wants to stop, look, and discuss.   I have stopped and talked to more people with my bicycle, then I do in the normal course of the year.  Now that is an interesting fact, and you can make of that information what you want.

Come ride with me.    

September 12, 2007

Life Got In the Way


I too have received many requests for my entry to the Women Who Ride Campaign.  Thank you for asking.

I suppose you could say I started over at the age of 55.  This is a solo journey I began after my husband of 20 years, passed away.  I am sure as anyone would do; I put my life aside for two years, to shower him with love and care to the best of my ability. As his last wish to me, I promised I would turn around my own health and create a healthy life for myself going forward.

I had a lot a weight to lose and had not exercised in a long time.  So, I set forth to heal my body, my heart and my spirit.  I knew if I was going to succeed it was not going to happen overnight, and one of the lessons I had to learn was to be patient.  I started by using old exercise videos from around the house and learning to read the labels on the food I was buying.  As I slowly progressed, I found enough courage to drag myself into a local exercise studio for women.  I was religious about my visits at least three days a week and soon I had the confidence to take long walks out in public to boost my routine. 

As I mentioned before, it was a slow process, but I kept raising my goals and after three years, I ran a charity “5K” with one of my daughters, who faithfully stayed next to me during the entire race; since then we have even run a "10K" together.


So, here I am today, 4 years into my journey, many pounds lighter, and my new TREK 7000 bicycle was my present to myself for my 60th birthday.  I hopped on that beautiful "ride" as if it was just yesterday that I last rode.  I  am now setting new goals to enjoy my cycling experience for many years to come. 

I want everyone to know that it wasn't easy, but I am glad I took the road to good health on my journey forward through life.  I feel so good about myslef today, and would like to help to encourage and convince other women, that it is never too late to start living strong.

Come Ride With Me

September 9, 2007

Just Relax - Have Fun

Bruce_6_16_7_257 Sometimes I find myself pushing too hard.  I feel like I have so much to accomplish within a narrowing window.  I go to the gym, I have a dance class, I have my bike training, and on top of that I still work and try to save time for relationships too.  I almost hate to remind myself that I am 60 years old, and along with chronic knee issues, I just plain run out of energy.  Sure I am grateful to be healthy and happy, these are all wonderful things to have in your life, but sometimes I need to remind myself of my own preaching.  Number one priority, Have Fun.  Dead-heading the roses can always wait, as well as the other chores.

Today, my two wheeler Barbie Hybrid and I went out to get reacquainted.     We went to the park, and rode the path.  I didn't use the fitness bike nor the clip on shoes and pedals today because I was concentrating on a new goal.  I wanted to see if I could smile and say "Good Morning" to every person I passed along the way.  What might seem easy to many was an accomplishment for me because I am rather shy by nature.  I enjoyed myself so much and found that it's alright to put yourself out there.  Everyone loves to be acknowledged and appreciates a smile.

I came away with an important lesson learned.  Not sometimes, but many times, we need to just have fun.  Get on the bike and visit your neighbor, get a whip antenna for the dog leash and take them out to socialize too.  I want people to see that I am enjoying my journey; and I am.

Come Ride With Me   

September 6, 2007

It Takes A Village

Shanklinoldvillage I live in a small community that is nice and safe, so that is where I started my bicycle practice. It didn’t take long for even Me to become bored with the small confines and it got me thinking about my next adventure.

I got organized and started out on a Sunday morning about 6:00 a.m. figuring that there would be minimal traffic. I was not going to use the sidewalk because I was afraid someone would yell at me.  I bravely tried to stay as close to the curb as possible. Well, that became a little dicey because my wheel kept getting caught in the road groove. This was ridiculous and probably more unsafe. Although I felt foolish, I soon reminded myself with gloves, a helmet, sun glasses, etc. I was hardly recognizable so what the heck, I preceded down the road thrilled with acknowledgements from other riders; the kind of guys that zip down the road in all their professional gear.

Well, I didn’t get too far but promised myself that the next time I would push just a little harder. Boy did I think I was hot stuff pulling into my garage at the end of my journey.  My next mission was to find safe and comfortable bike paths to use.  Stay tuned for the next hurdle that came my way. By the way, I don't know where this picture was taken, but it's very pretty don't you think?

Come Ride With Me

September 2, 2007

"The Merry Widow"


I have a friend who calls me The Merry Widow. If I didn’t like him so much, I would probably tell him that I think the name is an insult. Now that I am on my merry way down a new path in life, I thank him for the reference. Life goes on and for me that’s exactly how everyone wanted it to be; to enjoy living my life once again.

Sometimes it is so easy to indulge others, and we forget to feed our own spirit.  We need to be nutured too so don't forget to add fuel to a most important element.  Me, Myself and I..

Come ride with me.

September 1, 2007

Trek Girl Not Breck Girl


Before I could say where is the hair spray?, I was in Wisconsin, learning about bikes, bike geometry, helmets and photo shoots. I can't believe I actually handed over my brush, comb and eyebrow pencil to a stranger. I literally relinquished control of my 60's hair do. Why, because we were the new sisterhood of Trek Girls. Of course my Trek sisters were all young, fresh and full of energy but I was lovin the opportunity to be part of this group and still garner the chance to be referred to as a girl.  Somewhere from within that photo shoot I heard someone say, Trek Girl, not Breck Girl. I am not saying that the comment was directed to me, but I am pretty good at taking hints and suggestions. I now happily wear my bike helmet and have traded the look of Beaver Cleaver's mother for the healthy natural look of the helmet head.  By the way I don't have to get up so early in the morning to fix my hair before I walk the dog.

Come ride with me

September 1, 2007

Spilled The "Half-Baked Beans"


I couldn’t stand it any longer; I had to spill the beans to someone. First I told Molly (My Golden Retriever) I told her I entered the contest and as always, as you can see by the expression on her face, she was cautiously full of support for my half-baked ideas. Then, I told my daughters. Just as always they too were full of support for me. We all agreed I might have a chance to win. After all, the bike riders of today are not all 20 and 30 years old. I know, of at least one.

Come ride with me.