We had family here this week – my sister-in-law and brother-in-law and my nephew from Florida. Strangely enough, I rode all week, with my brother-in-law who, at 58, competes in Triathlons. My brother-in-law kept telling me that I was struggling and needed to find a cadence.
I didn’t really get what he meant until the third day we rode and he figured out what I was doing wrong. Guess what? I can get up those inclines at better than 6 miles an hour now. It will take a mad crazy runner to pass me now!