Yesterday I signed up for the Little Red Riding Hood Ride. It is an all-woman, non-competitive ride (about 3,500 participants) that takes place in scenic Cache Valley in northern Utah on June 2.
Although this is my first year participating, this ride has been going on for 25 years. It is so popular that all the spots were filled within an hour! (I feel very lucky I even made it in.) The point of the ride is for us Red Riding Hoods to defeat the "Big Bad Wolf" that is cancer--a portion of every rider's fee goes to the Huntsman Cancer Foundation for breast and ovarian cancer research.
So doesn't this all sound fun and grand? But guys, I might have done something a little crazy. While there are many available mile options for the ride, ranging from 18 to 100, I signed up to ride 80 miles. Yup, 80. 8-0. What was I thinking?! I have never done a distance remotely resembling that in all my life.
I guess I was hoping, by setting this goal, to force myself to get out and train this spring. To not sit on my laurels and let the biking opportunities pass my by. I must answer the call of the bicycle warrior: Pedal or die! (Too much?)
While I still find 80 miles v. v. intimidating, I have to admit, I am giddy with excitement and can't wait until Little Red gets here.