Alone on the road and lost in my thoughts

@postaday 52; #postaday2011

A third day to ride!

Mon, Feb 21, 2011 7:23 AM Hawaii Time
Activity Type: Road Cycling | Event Type: Training

While John and 24,999 others ran in today’s annual Great Aloha Run, referred to as #GAR2011 on Twitter (From Aloha Tower to Aloha Stadium), I headed out for another solo ride on my Scattante from Hawaii Kai to Diamond Head and back.

In a rut? I think not. Every ride is different. The road changes from day to day, although I sometimes see the same road-kill bufo, just looking a little more dessicated each time. The drivers are different. Most are quite polite and generous. Maybe they realize that crunching into a bicyclist can ruin their day, my day, and everyone else who is around.

While pedaling along Kalanianaole Highway I noted that Honolulu Police Department personnel, equipped with those guns that can detect speeds, dotted the road. Drivers should realize the city has to make budget. Step on the gas and pay up. I had to go around one and as I did I told him I could help him keep the traffic calm. He gave me a smile. Not two minutes later did I see him in his silver SUV, blue lights flashing, as he took down his prey where Kalanianaole Highway meets the H-1 Freeway.

As I was getting ready between 6:30 and 7 a.m., rain bounced upon the roof. I was determined to go. Unless it were pounding, I felt I really shouldn’t be a sissy girl and that I should get out there. I have been so lucky. I haven’t had to change my own tire in more than a year. I don’t even know if I remember how. One of these days I’m going to have to. I’ll be alone. It’ll be raining. And I’ll have to dust that section of my mind of it’s cobwebs as I figure out how to use my levers, change out the tube and pop on the CO2 cartridge to inflate it.

When I got to Diamond Head today, I took my usual photo. A nuclear sub surfaced on the horizon, headed toward Pearl Harbor. Whales breached, waves swept surfers to shore, walkers, runners and other cyclists converged with tour vans, cars, SUVs and motorcycles at the lookouts.

Did you check my stats? I huffed and puffed and kicked my own butt KMOB!

It was a good way to start the day. Now about that shower and breakfast!

By lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English 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.

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