Four months post marathon, i hit the sweat road again. Only this time it was on my bi-cycle, that has been waiting since forever to get its due worth. Blessed with a holiday and with the help of a cycling community online, i managed to find a couple of guys (one seasoned rider and another rookie like me) ready with a plan to hit one of the most greenest patches in Bombay - Aarey Milk Colony.
Somewhere between the time i confirmed myself and the time i reached the start point, i realised that our destination was Aarey. It was supposed to be an easy ride otherwise, along the highway. And Aarey is NOT one that can be called easy. Unending hills and slopes make it fairly treacherous. To add to that we took two climbs that were much steeper ascends than the regular up-downs of Aarey. It went by the name of Guest House climb and the New Zealand Hostel climb. Both of which i had no clue existed in the middle of that green. Minus the royal drain of cycling up, the view alongside was simply unbelievable. They were quite literally the 'hill station moments'. Lets say i immediately thought of a couple of people who i wish had been with me to experience that moment (both of whom start their name with G :), and have a thing for cycles ).
I was consistently behind the other two through the ride, and i even lost the way and drifted around 2 Kms in some other direction before finding my way back. But between 5.30 and 7.30 in the
morning, battling fatigue, wondering if i had a faster cycle and padded shorts (to tackle saddle sores), i knew i had experienced my high point of the day.
Pleasure on pedal indeed..
