had been a long while since i had been on a long ride, had been postponing things for a while for all sorts of odd reasons. today around noon i realised i had not much to do for the next few hours.
what else should be my agenda than picking up my bike, the tools, some spare tubes, the pump, loads of water and something to munch. around 1:30 i set my foot on the pedal and started off. had been planning to go to Manger for a while but i was not sure whether i will be able to do the steep uphill climb once i go down the hill. though its not that steep still i always think i may not succeed (i think i will go breathless while attempting). but i was dying to kill my fear to go uphill. and decided to ride to such a place where i need to go uphill on my way and down hill while coming back. in such a case i won't get stuck once i am downhill. one such place i had driven down a couple of years back. the place called aravali retreat, as the name suggests they are the low lying hills near delhi known as the aravalis. the ride took me through some villages, some farms (those real farms where people use tractors to plough the fields and one can see lush green crops around), i am not getting into the detail of the route one can check it by clicking on the link below.
after riding for almost 20kms i was finally standing at the foot of the small hill. a hill on which if i manage to ride up it will be a smooth ride back. i was not sure whether i will be able to climb it in a go. but what i was sure of was that i will make sure i climb it up even if i have to take a hundred stops. slowly and steadily i reached the base simultaneously i lowered my gears. i didn't mind how slow the process will be but i had to climb it on my bike. the start was not bad but by the time i was half way through i realised i was falling short on my breath and i could hear my heart pumping at an extremely fast rate. the only way i calculate my the point when i need to stop and relax is when i feel the need to open my mouth to take gush of air into my lungs. the time had come i parked my bike on the side took a sip from my bottle shot some pictures from my camera.
took me some 10mins to get back to normal and again i set atop my bike. slowly and very slowly i kept on riding till again i had to take a break, had to take a sip of water, had to take lungs full of air, in around 2mins or so i was back on my pedal to do the last bit of climb. probably the total climb was around 75-80mtrs, but at that point of time it was the highest climb for me. i realised today i did not only climbed over the little hill but along with it my own big fear.
once over there everything was looking easy did a short off-road ride to a nearby Dargah of Baba Bilasiyan. sat there for a few minutes chatted up with the local kids, who where amused to see my silly bike with gears and a sillier me wearing a helmet for biking. it was fun to see there reactions. soon i set back on the downhill ride after hydrating myself and taking loads of clean unpolluted air in my chest. another hour to go but no more up hills and no more should i be care if they come my way.
i realised today i did not only crossed the little hill but along with it crossed my own big fear.
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after riding for almost 20kms i was finally standing at the foot of the small hill. a hill on which if i manage to ride up it will be a smooth ride back. i was not sure whether i will be able to climb it in a go. but what i was sure of was that i will make sure i climb it up even if i have to take a hundred stops. slowly and steadily i reached the base simultaneously i lowered my gears. i didn't mind how slow the process will be but i had to climb it on my bike. the start was not bad but by the time i was half way through i realised i was falling short on my breath and i could hear my heart pumping at an extremely fast rate. the only way i calculate my the point when i need to stop and relax is when i feel the need to open my mouth to take gush of air into my lungs. the time had come i parked my bike on the side took a sip from my bottle shot some pictures from my camera.
took me some 10mins to get back to normal and again i set atop my bike. slowly and very slowly i kept on riding till again i had to take a break, had to take a sip of water, had to take lungs full of air, in around 2mins or so i was back on my pedal to do the last bit of climb. probably the total climb was around 75-80mtrs, but at that point of time it was the highest climb for me. i realised today i did not only climbed over the little hill but along with it my own big fear.
once over there everything was looking easy did a short off-road ride to a nearby Dargah of Baba Bilasiyan. sat there for a few minutes chatted up with the local kids, who where amused to see my silly bike with gears and a sillier me wearing a helmet for biking. it was fun to see there reactions. soon i set back on the downhill ride after hydrating myself and taking loads of clean unpolluted air in my chest. another hour to go but no more up hills and no more should i be care if they come my way.
i realised today i did not only crossed the little hill but along with it crossed my own big fear.
http://sportstracker.nokia.com/nts/workoutdetail/index.do?id=1754923
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im super proud of u my friend...i didnt know u cud also use cycles as ur machine of torture...god bless everyone around..but for u im very happy..u are someone who does wat he wants , when he wants n how he wants.keep listening to ur heart...
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