Did you know that New Jersey is actually quite hilly? Up until a few weeks ago, I didn't realize this either. I came to this revelation after boyfriend and I decided to take a ride to the zoo on our new bikes.
This was a few weeks ago, just after boyfriend and I had assembled our brand new bikes. Personally, I like to just go out and ride my bike. Boyfriend is more of a destination rider. He likes to have a goal, rather than an open-ended ride. It helps him strive to get there faster, since he knows there is an end in sight. It was a hot and sunny Sunday afternoon and boyfriend suggested we head to the zoo for an afternoon of animal watching and llama petting.
The ride looked totally feasable, just over five miles, pretty direct route and wide sidewalks, this would be a breeze. Too bad we didn't plan properly for the ride we were about to take. First, the temperature quickly topped ninety-five degrees over the course of our ride. Next, to make the extreme heat even worse, we managed to leave our water bottles on the counter.
Things only got worse as we continued biking away. With the mercury in the thermometer bursting out the top, our final right turn brought us onto a freshly black-topped road. Heat was emanating off of the dark road, you could see waves in the air. And there was one last bit of torture for the ride...
That's right, a big, scary hill. I just about died. We kept thinking that the hill would eventually come to an end. Or that we would find a convenience store where we could buy some water. Or that someone would be watering their lawn and we could lay down in the sprinklers. Sadly, the hill went on and on.