Really, that’s all this one is. I’m just inordinately pleased with myself today.
In an attempt to keep myself out of a cardiac or bariatric surgery procedure some ten or twenty years down the road (as well as to incentivize myself away from nicotine, a drug that is astonishingly hard to quit), I started a regular fitness routine in early June.
One of my goals was to upcondition back to regular bicycling for transportation, because of the obvious health benefits mostly, but also so I can feel slightly smugly superior to those who drive around in SUVs. (Well, okay, I feel that anyway — I just wanted a little justification, however thin, for my attitude.)
Late August I started bike commuting three times a week, facing a pretty steep nemesis in the process, a hill with about a 20% grade that takes only about three minutes to surmount, but which makes those three minutes a more or less literal living hell.
This morning was the first time it wasn’t flaring blinding agony getting over the damned thing.
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