I did it!
Sunday morning, I woke up at 6:30 a.m. – more remarkably, I got Eric out of bed 15 minutes later – to bike the 50-mile route for the Ride for the Arts!
The 28th annual Miller Lite Ride for the Arts, benefiting the United Performing Arts Fund (UPAF), kicked off at 7:15 a.m. Unfortunately though, Eric and I weren’t there at this point due to our lack of preparation the night before and a slue of unanticipated events:
- We didn’t have our helmets ready since we bought them the night before.
- My pocket knife wasn’t cutting the helmet’s plastic packaging, not even making a dent in it – why the heck do manufacturers feel the need to make this process such a chore? Or better question: Why did I buy a $1 pocket knife?
- I needed caffeine. NEEDED it! Or else I turn into Mr. Hyde.
- Eric’s spicy Indian curry dinner the night before wasn’t sitting well.
- I lost my sunglasses.
Nevertheless, we made it to the course around 7:30 a.m. with minimal squabbling – okay, a little more bickering than usual, which I blame on the early morning and my detestation for being late to things with prompt start times. But the smell of gear grease and scent of sunscreen and the bright sun and calm morning energized me and I was revved up for the ride.
There were over 12,000 riders divided by courses and waiting in front of the Marcus Center for the Performing Arts for their start time. Since we preregistered for the ride a few weeks in advance, all we had to do was wait for the start of the next wave. We started in waves so that the ride wouldn’t be overly congested – those riding the longest courses (75 and 50-mile) started first. Finally, it was our turn. After Eric and I crossed the starting line, our full speed, 50-mile adventure began!
Most of Water Street, Michigan Street and the Lincoln Memorial Drive were blocked off for the beginning of the ride. Despite the alternated start times, there were many riders packed tightly together for several miles. Actually, there were so many of us that all you could hear were the sounds of chains rotating, wheels spinning, brakes squeaking and shoes clipping in and out of pedals. But because the pace was quite fast, the crowd began to spread out and span many miles.
The first 25 miles were cake! After we left Milwaukee, we headed north through the suburbs. While cycling through the scenic towns of Shorewood and Bayside we admired the gorgeous brick and stone houses and magnificent views of Lake Michigan.
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