However, I hadn't tried riding to my bank (only a few miles away) yet because it sits atop a quite significant hill (one of the highest points in Philadelphia, in fact).Today I finally gave it a go . Not including a short break part way up the hill, I made it! And coming down the hill was "wicked pissah", to borrow a phrase.
Here's a comparison of the hill on the way to the bank with one of the steeper hills on the Memory Ride.
It helps a lot that I just had my bike tuned up and now have sleek new tires that are much less road resistant than my old tires (much more mountain-bikey).
Oh, and by the way this ride makes 558 miles logged for me. So I think I am just a little better than you Marge ;)
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ok, you've got more miles than me, i'll concede. but did YOU meet a harpist with a flat tire? I think not! I plan to own the record for the most harpists met along the road while training for the memory ride for a long, long time. ok, ellie?
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