A few weeks ago, I joined a cycling group to do a 50km training ride along the beach!
This is me looking all fresh and energetic at 6:30am!
We started at Port Beach (North Fremantle), made our way up the coast, past Cottesloe Beach to Scarbourough Beach, and then back down again.
We didn’t ride ON the beach. Just along the paths… sort of.
See, I thought we would be doing more “path riding” beside the beach. I thought we’d be able to look out to where the big blue ocean meets the big blue sky and smell the salt and sand.
But instead, we just rode on the roads. Bleh.
I did not enjoy riding along the large highway. Yes, there was a dedicated bike path next to the car lanes.
But there were just SO MANY trucks and cars zooming by at 60-70km/hr. And they were like 1m away from me? Sometimes less?! Yes I know this is normal road riding. But I was really, really frazzled. I was grinding my teeth with stress the whole way. I wasn’t used to it. I couldn’t think straight. I was bound to do something stupid and get hurt. I didn’t like it.
So… I was riding with a friend and she and I decided to TOSS OUR MAP – to hell with the planned cycling route!
We decided to “get lost” and take the scenic route home haha.
Yep, we rode along the glorious view of the ocean and followed the path back to the finish line.
We even stopped to take a selfie at Cottesloe Beach!
Unfortunately, the path was FULL of pedestrians, runners, walkers, dogs, kids on bikes, parents pushing prams… so we had to ride reeeeeeaaallly slow to dodge them all.
We thought that we would be the LAST ones to arrive at the finish line! Thankfully we weren’t.
In fact, we felt a little embarrassed, because the whole cycling group seemed to have a lot of “serious cyclists”… and here WE were having a Sunday toodle on our bikes! Tsk tsk.
And to add further embarrassment, the organisers of the ride put on an incredible hot buffet breakfast for everyone’s hard work! Omg!
My friend and I are used to riding 85-100km each weekend… and it turned out that we only rode 35km in total (because we “got lost” right?) and we didn’t even feel tired, or sore, or that we had any kind of significant workout, OR that we even deserved all the free calories!
We were the joke of the table but we thoroughly enjoyed the cycling banter :)
Anyway, this ride was in preparation for my big 200km fundraising ride!
It’s in TWO weeks, and I was wondering if you’d like to support my ride?
Donate on my fundraising page here
Donate any amount you feel you can – $20, $50, $100, $500, $1000! You can leave a public message, or a personal message to me, or just do it anonymously. And you get a receipt, so you can claim this against your tax.
And if you’re interested, you can read the rest of my Fundraising Cycling Stories here.
Thanks so much!