"Oh, you're the crazy one." Gilbert Tuhabonye said to me my first day joining one of his groups for the run. "I looked at him with a red face that wasn't from running. "What did Susan say you said when I asked where you were on Monday." He asked. "I said I was chopping at my thighs running on Shoal Creek." I responded. "Oh yes," he said "you're crazy. That made me laugh." I ended up running faster than I thought I could on the track yesterday and so maybe the craziness is paying off?!!!
When I rode bikes with Robby that night - I got the same thing from him. He called it an addiction. I denied it, then thought about it and said "you know you're right I am addicted to it." Of course we were on Great Northern and the straight away that I love to fly down. The feeling when you get going fast down that straight away is intense, even before you get going. The sounds of the chain slipping into the big ring is like the bar of a roller coaster coming down on you. It is the signal of what is to come. You can feel the burning in your legs but at the same time the exhilaration of going as fast as you can under your own power wind whistling around you breathing rhythmic counting off, sometimes other cyclists on your tail. I am addicted.
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