I went back to battle the 38th street hill this morning. This time I approached it from the west, which meant a long, slow climb uphill before I even got to the steep part when I turned left onto it.
Let's just say, I am impressed by this hill. It astonishes me that I can do Brady, but not this one.
I made it up. I made it up without puking. But I definitely walked part of it, when I started to feel all up-chucky again. OY VEY!
Far fewer gnats this morning. No strange drivers. I did get passed by 2 runners - a lady who passed within about a foot of me and never acknowledged my existence (really??) and a guy that had a good two feet on me in height, and just bounded by me in the grass like a gazelle, grinning and hollering hi as he went by. I like people who bother to say hi!
A friend has cued me into another hill in the neighborhood, but I can't do it yet. First, I MUST defeat the 38th street hill. I am gonna hang onto this like a snapping turtle until I can do it. Furthermore, the hill is on a residential street, and those are like mazes around here. I get so lost. And on the bike or in the car (wearing GLASSES) I'd have a shot at finding my way home, but I run without glasses. so I'll need to be sure of where I am going, before I go find that hill!
Here's to a happy weekend! Enjoy, all!