Sometime in August, I saw a post on Facebook about a fundraiser for the American Heart Association. The goal was to bike for 100 miles in the month of September and get donations. “What the heck? Why not?” I said to myself in a fit of committing myself to things I don’t have the capacity for. It’s on brand, you have to give me that much.
Keep in mind, I haven’t biked 100 miles in the last decade. There was a time when I commuted to work on my bike a couple of times a week. I was much younger then. But what the heck, there’s no reason I couldn’t do this. Plus, my doctor wants me to lose a few pounds, anyway.
The ride
The hardest part, I knew, would be finding the time to ride. It’s a busy time with kids’ activities and whatnot, so I had to get the miles in where I could. I got off to a strong start on Labor Day weekend, and used Sundays to good effect, generally. I snuck in some midday and evening rides when I could.
Here’s a thing you might not know: Indiana isn’t all flat. The area I live now is far flatter than where I grew up, but it’s not without some hills. The Wabash River, over the millennia, has carved some contours into the elevation map. As an unfortunate result, most of the interesting places to ride are downhill from my house. I used the bike rack at first, but after I’d done a few rides, I got up the nerve to tackle the hill. As you might have guessed, I survived, but it wasn’t always pleasant. On one ride, I went all the way up the trail through Happy Hollow Park (and then back down Happy Hollow Road, which was fun). Only later did I think “oh yeah, I still need to get back up to my house.” My heart rate hit the low 180s, but I got home without walking the bike.
I also met my (admittedly modest) fundraising goal. I tried to goad people into donating more by saying I’d add an extra mile for every $10 over the goal before I reach the 100 mark. But I was chicken and didn’t make that offer until I was almost there.
The joy
The exercise was good, as was the fundraising. But the best part was just the joy of being out and about. I’m unabashedly a fan of Greater Lafayette, and I tried to plan my routes in such a way that I could enjoy some of what makes it My City. Some of the places I enjoyed:
- Wabash Heritage Trail
- Highland Park neighborhood
- Celery Bog
- Wabash Avenue neighborhood (this neighborhood is so disconnected from the rest of the city, it almost feels like a different place)
- Tapawingo Park
- John T. Myers Pedestrian Bridge
- Happy Hollow Park
- Washout Waters disc golf course
- the most un-urban intersection in the entire city
Sometimes I rode solo, which gave me some rare alone time. Sometimes I rode with my wife. Sometimes I rode with my youngest kid. Sometimes my two youngest kids and my wife and I all rode around the neighborhood together.
I don’t know if I’ll want to put myself through the stress of trying to make sure I can meet my goal again, but it definitely got me more active and wanting to spend more time on my bike.