mrs k joined me for my ride home from work today. she has been riding a bit more often for the last few months, but we haven't been on a really long ride together for a while. the ride home, whatever way i choose, is between 24 and 26 miles. it's hilly no matter what route, too.
we looked like twinkies, dressed in our matching ghisallo kits. i attempted to roll like i always do, sleeveless jersey and team shorts, but she was having none of it. 'i want us to wear the team kits together!' she barked. yes, ma'am. we were two peas in a pod.
we actually made it home in the same amount of time that it takes me when i'm taking it easy. she really did well, even up the longer climbs. i have pretty much stopped thinking much about the ride while i'm doing it. after 30 or so times, you just kind of go on automatic pilot. but bringing her along reminded me just how UNFLAT the entire route is. she was beat but not beaten when we finished. job well done, i told her.