Peddling my drug.


My arm sleeves. I like to portray that I've got a sense of humor, am approachable, but could clearly kick your ass if you wanted to test me on my bike. Oh, OK. I'll give you a pull, too.

@postaday 324; #postaday2011.

As I rolled out of Queen’s Gate on the road that cuts through Hawaii Kai Golf Course, I was treated to the sight I woke up early to see: sunrise. The first bright rays were shooting into the sky from behind Maui, or was it Molokai? I got through the light and pedaled to the dirt parking lot for the old Allen Davis Ranch. By the time I got my iPhone out for a pic, the sun had crested and here is the result.

I had just completed Kamiloiki hill, and that bastard beat me up. But I was ready for Makapu’u, but not until I got my photo.

Sunrise. You might be able to make out the Neighbor Islands, Molokai and Maui.

What a great ride. All by myself. Waved to the cop at Makapu’u Lookout as I began my screaming descent. Talked a Hawaii Kai kitten into crossing the road quickly. Saw another cat in Aina Haina and convinced it that running in front of cars or bikes was NOT the answer. And finally figured out who the runner guy who says hi to me is! He runs with John, but he was in my University of Hawaii German classes in the early 1990s! So, hey, Buzz Careag, thanks for accepting my Facebook friend request!

Checked in at Diamond Head and just before I got my shot (of course) a whale breached in the distance. I exclaimed and pointed and hoped to share it with someone. I’m sure I look like a dork when I do that. The waves looked nice. The wind was easy on me at this early time of day.

Lots of traffic in Hawaii Kai. As I approached the bridge to pass over and kick out of the intense vibe of Kalanianaole Highway, I saw two bicyclists in my rear mirror. I took the break in traffic, signaled that I was taking the lane, and pedaled as hard as I could until they overtook me, smiled and said good morning. They were so handsome and polite. We took the bridge together and I said, “We gotta OWN IT!” The three of us went into Portlock and I waved at them as they headed up Poipu Drive. As I had already done the hills, I was headed home, with 31.7 miles logged in by 8:45.

And that’s why peddling a bike is my drug. My stats.

Author: lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer is my new opponent. Writer, super sub teacher, triathlete, awesome cook, ocean girl with head-to-toe sun protection.

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