Kickin’ Ass through East Oahu

Kickin’ ass!
Here are today’s stats:
Sun, Feb 13, 2011 10:32 AM Hawaii Time
Activity Type: Road Cycling | Event Type: Training
Hot, glassy, voggy day. Perfect conditions for a kick-ass ride along Oahu’s South-East side with John, aka @AlohaJohn.

Watching the surfers at Diamond Head. Photo by John.
Because I’m still full of phlegm, we didn’t tackle any hills. Instead, we did the East Oahu valleys to Diamond Head and back. I passed a couple of guys.
The first guy immediately went into testosterone deficit disorder when I politely said, “On your left,” so not to startle him. Whoa. Poor guy got out of the saddle to catch me. Eventually he turned off. John said he couldn’t sustain keeping up with me. I was sassy. I realized what was going on, so when he turned onto a side street, I said, “See ya later GIRLFRIEND!” I’ve never done that before, but most of the guys I’ve passed never acted like their manhood was minimized by a girl on a bike!
It wasn’t like I was preying on hapless, slow men today, but, with John as my co-rider, I kept encountering them! The last guy I passed was very strong, but he was all over the lane and I was getting tired of following someone who thinks the best way from point A to point B is the entire alphabet in between. As you can see from my stats, I worked quite hard today. A butt-kicking ride in the wild is so satisfying. I feel awesome right now! And my lungs feel a lot better! These rides really clean out the gunk!
Did you have a good ride or a good workout today? Whatcha do?
@postaday 44; #postaday2011

Author: lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Learners Coordinator and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.

2 thoughts on “Kickin’ Ass through East Oahu”

  1. you did not quite capture today’s display of fragile male ego. being as i hung back in the spectators’ section, here’s how it went. you passed the guy, and he absolutely buried himself to get back in front of you, whereupon he sat up because he’d burned all his matches. he had nothing left, so at the next side street, he turned off rather than get passed again. and you had never varied your pace. i don’t think he knew i was sitting back there watching the whole sorry, insecure spectacle. dude. the second guy was fine. he got passed and he didn’t take it personally. after all, he was solo and we were not. much more dignified.

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