Yesterday the ride began a little late because of an unexpected ‘gear’ malfunction but Princess Heather managed to have her tire changed in no time at all and we were on our way.  She listened carefully to earlier instruction and embodied Princess Pedal independence.  Well, except for the water bottle thing, and the get the gear out of the gear pouch thing… but mostly it was done with great efficiency.

All of my warnings of 20km of ‘up’ to start the day didn’t seem to faze the group.  All agreed that it was tough, but worth the effort.  The first downhill portion of the ride was spectacular as usual and (thankfully) only two of us noticed the two Black Bears sitting on ‘their lawn’ watching us as we pedaled by.

What do women talk about?  Well, I’d like to say that all the usual stuff is discussed but I have to confess that this is not always the case.  It’s not about fashion but function with this group.  Fashion, yes… but in a functional sense.  Function – well – you might use your imagination.

Nice Rack!  Are you in?  Am I in?  I can’t get in… I can’t get out! Pass the… balls and the ball sauce please.

The great thing about Pedaling Princesses is that they are attracted to a week long retreat that combines a fair bit of hard work with some yummy food, a ton of laughing and story telling and a comfy place to land at the end of a satisfying day. When asked what the favourite part of the ride was for them today, 4/5 said the first climb… which was the part that worried me the most for them.  I’m ever amazed at these ladies.

Some things learned/confirmed:

• N+1.  It’s confirmed, the ideal number of bikes to own is defined by this simple equation
• Ice cream is a strong motivator
• Sometimes it’s always about the Lipstick Princess and,
• It surprises no one that the Pee Princess has to ‘go’ again.

LiveSplendidly!