Photos from last weekend’s long ride

So, I have to admit that these long rides are fruitful for a number of reasons. First, I’ve finally started to drop some weight. It’s been a long and frustrating journey getting this weight off and these long rides are helping.

Last Saturday, I rode – with my camera slung across my body – for over three hours. The bike trails criss-cross this area like a web, but they pop out onto roadways frequently and so I have to figure out where to pick up the trail again often … this takes a bunch of checking the bike map, riding for awhile, watching for signs, and turning back often. It’s time-consuming, but once I find the path again I can keep going or stay on the road and reverse-engineer the route instead.

So, these are some photos from last week’s ride all the way from our house along the coastal route and down to Hendrey’s Beach.

blue heron

I rode from ultra-sunny into mist over the university.

mist over the university

And back into full sun again.

coast trail

And finally arrived at Hendrey’s Beach.

Hendrey's beach

I had a little snack (I’ve discovered this is important or I get super dizzy – not good while riding)

grapes for a snack

I stopped to snap a photo of the leaves changing. The changing of the seasons – if you can call it that – is rather subtle here. There is Always something blooming, Always something dropping its leaves, and Always something green, so it’s hard to say when it’s a different season.

autumn leaves

Then, it’s back along the trail again.

coast trail

Past Goleta Beach (my personal favorite)

goleta beach

Then, it’s back through the university for a stop at Crushcakes – there’s my new bike!

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Yum!

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And across the highway and back on the Foothill route past the farms near our house.

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So, here’s what I’ve learned on these rides:

  • Taking along my camera makes me look like a complete dork, but I don’t care.
  • The scenery is usually great and snacks are a good idea.
  • Having a really great bike makes a big difference.
  • I’m starving after a ride and for at least a day and a half after – and the weight keeps inching slowly down.
  • I know EXACTLY where my sit bones are because they hurt a lot for days afterward.
  • I am still not a speedy rider because other riders in their slick gear pass me all the time and I don’t care.
  • Riding this way is far easier than climbing a mountain.

So I’ll continue riding once a week or so and see where this takes me.

 

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A mother, sister, wife, and daughter who writes, knits, hikes, and practices yoga on the west coast. Loves a zippy chardonnay or a tart margarita!

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