Yesterday I discovered a new bike route that will be perfect for those days when I want to climb absolutely no hills. I rode across the bridge into Pawcatuck, where I found two flat and shady streets that each stretched for many blocks. I rode back and forth on them for a good thirty minutes, going as fast as I could (maybe 19 mph) on the straightaways and then coasting and recovering on the turnarounds. It was a delightful way to get some serious exercise without the irritation of hot sunshine and steep hills. True, I was exhausted at the end of the workout, but somehow it was a happier, more acceptable exhaustion than I feel after toiling on the pitiless hills in my part of the world.
-- July 11, 2007