Oh Baumholder Hills, how misleading you are. The first hill took a good ten minutes of constant grinding to get up, then another hill, another, then another leading into a slight downhill into a village. The worst was over, right?! No. Yes folks, this is the look of pure ignorance of what was to come next. And by ignorance, I mean intentionally forgotten memories of the hills in this area so that I could sleep at night after my race here last year.
The gorgeous views were so relaxing… until I figured out that the views were just there to make you forget about the incredible pain of many, many steep hills.
Thirty minutes in, still in good spirits. We were so stupid.
Then, the torture really began. There was a 2 1/2 mile hill up next. Doesn’t seem that bad, huh? Yeah, that is what I would think too, but I would be oh so wrong! Katie started up leading Leah, and me trying my best to keep up with them. We started separating from each other. I was in my easiest gear, and my legs were burning. I didn’t seem to be going anywhere. I focused on the road. I could no longer see Katie, and Leah was just a dot in the distance that soon disappeared as well. I was the last one. Instead of having a pity party for myself, I thought that I would sing the Baumholder Hills a song of love.
Oh Baumholder Hills,
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.
I’m going to kick your a__.
Yes, I’m going to kick your f_____in’ a__.
No, no, no, no
You are not going to kick minnnne!
Quite creative, isn’t it? (do you sense my sarcasm?) Since it was just me and the trees, I thought that it would be okay. My legs felt like they were going to fall off, and I began to get annoyed at the millions of pot holes I also had to maneuver around. I finally made it out of a tree patch and into a village with a field. They were waiting for me at the top of the hill. I’m so thankful that I have friends who pull me along on these rides for at least a little while until I can’t even keep up with them while drafting!
Then, it was hill after hill after hill after hill. We passed a bunch of baby sheep and a lot of horses, but for most of the ride I just focused on this:
My goal for the entire ride was to stay with Katie and Leah, but this was certainly an anomaly on this one.
The last hill of the day was a good 20 minutes straight of climbing. At least I was able to keep Leah in my sights for this one. A German passed me like it was nothing going up this hill. We said our “hallos,” and he was off. The Europeans are REALLY good cyclists. They amaze me every single time I see them. Thank goodness I hadn’t started singing yet, otherwise I think I might have been even more embarrassed!
We finally finished about 40K in about an hour and a half. Exhausted, we all headed to my house for dinner and Corona’s. Well, although I felt that I had deserved a Corona, I didn’t have one because of my gluten-free month (to figure out the stomach probs).
All in all, it was a great day of working out. Keep in mind that I had also started the day out with a 1200 meter swim and a 4 mile run. My legs were dead for the run from the biking the day before. Let’s just say that my legs were D.O.N.E after that ride last night. I’m so thankful that I have friends who challenge me! I need it! If I was out there by myself, I definitely wouldn’t have tried as hard as I did!
Do you ever workout with someone that you know is going to challenge you?