I did make it after all. It was a beautiful day for the ride, despite a strong headwind both ways. The wind really takes it out of you. As Adam and I covered the home stretch, he voiced my own feelings saying, "You know, the only thing keeping my going right now is the fact that I can stop soon."
All things considered, it was a relatively pain-free ride; not too much of a struggle. It's really not that far, even though our fifty KMs became almost 62 between getting down there and back. We chatted amiably the whole way up, and before we knew it we were at the top, York Mills, and we were turning around to come back down.
Coming down is much more fun too since it's almost all downhill. We got back to the CNE grounds in under 50 minutes. I was really glad that Adam called and got me out there, or I would have missed it like I did last year. It would be such a shame to miss the once-a-year opportunity to cycle the highway we drive every day. I encourage any Torontonian who hasn't done it to get out there next year and do the ride. You won't regret it.
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Today could have been, quite possibly, the worst day yet. I was in by 8 am and left at almost 7 pm. I took no break, no lunch, no nothing, Lydia was kind enough to bring us sandwiches, or else we would have gone hungry, and we ate during a meeting. If I could spend a day like that and be caught up, I wouldn't worry about it. But I left today feeling no further ahead then when I got in. Driving home I felt truly unwell, as if I had a terrible flu. I realized though, that I'm not at all sick, it's just stress. Winnipeg is looking more appealing all the time, mosquitos be damned.
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