More riding...

Not much to report. Been riding a lot, despite rain almost everyday. Friday saw a loop up to Enfield and the Shaker village. Of course after the Serotta's first brief romp in the rain, she has developed a mind-numbing click that has proved very difficult to find. As we find ourselves more deeply immersed in summer, I'm feeling moments of deep satisfaction with life. The Upper Valley is just gorgeous this time of year. I love riding everyday. I love having no homework. This is proving to be similar to my summer at Williams, exactly as I had hoped. Maybe I'll be firmly in love with life here by the time that I return to med school...




This past weekend I went down to Kolene's house in Keene to spend the day with her, her mom, and Darcy, their dog. We took a run, relaxed, and shared good conversation. I was also able to modify the desk that I bought to fit perfectly into the nook in Anna's room. I forgot to include the baseboard heater in my original measurements! Now I can say that it is custom, though.





After my return on Sunday, I headed out for long ride. Despite sunny skies at Sachem, I encountered soaked roads as soon as White River Junction. Though it seems that nobody around here heads south for rides, I thought that I would do some exploring down that way. I headed down rt 5, crossed "the world's longest covered bridge", and took a rural 120 back up into Lebanon. About 45 miles. I apologize for the bad photo of the covered bridge. Though the day was very hot and humid, it was ultimately marked by off and on rain showers, which were actually a welcomed refuge from the heat.



After many, many hours of hard riding in the previous week, my legs felt tired by Monday. I was also having some mysterious wrist pain, so I figured that a rest day was in order. Tuesday saw wrist pain bad enough to warrant another rest day, though. Still, I did see a cool wilderness medicine seminar on Tuesday evening.

Wednesday was a day for a long ride with as much climbing as possible. Old Quechee Rd down to Quechee. I stopped at Shepherd's Pie for a blueberry muffin and a bite on the hand from a dog. Climbed out of Quechee and descended down into West Hartford. Tigertown, my favorite dirt road, up to West Norwich. Up more dirt on Beaver Meadow into Sharon. 132 to Norwich hills and back home. A long, tough one for sure. I was racing some impending rain for the first part of the ride. Around 50 miles total.



Yesterday, I met up with Alice Nelson, Jack Nelson's sister for a ride. We joined Michael, Trevor, and Will, other very fast med students/MPH student to do an incredibly beautiful loop through Pomfret. Soul-cleansing conversation, unbelievable views, and fun little sprints made it a ride to remember. After 6 hours hours of riding in the past two days, I'm ready for a bit of rest. And I'm going to find that click in the Serotta...

What's going on here!?! Looks exciting...