There is nothing better than that first ride you are able to crank it up to that big ring and fly down that straight away. That’s what happened yesterday.  Around mile 4 riding into a slight wind, slowly shifting lower and lower up that small rise, keep going, lungs burning, what a rush.  Then it catches up, still early in the season, I can’t figure out why my legs are getting so tired, I’m only at mile 8.  Then it hits you – you’re still in that big ring, time to down shift and take it home.  12.6 miles getting stronger, a little faster, no granny gear today.

For those of you who don’t ride the, “big ring” is the hardest gear that you have, and your “granny” is the really easy gear you use on big hills.