Fifth from the left!
Yesterday, July 26th, thousands of women around the world biked 100 kilometers. That's 60 miles. They met at cycling shops and street corners, and collectively ventured into the streets, up and down hills, and through various versions of July weather. In NYC, we met at Rapha Cycling Club and Cafe. If you haven't been, it's like the hippest place in the Meatpacking District. We were greeted with croissants and coffee and images of Le Tour de France beaming on the walls. We set out. There were hills: 2,200 feet of elevation gain, to be exact. About 2 miles into the ride, a man biked up next to me and said, "How far are you going?" "Nyack. And back." "That's a long way. And it's all women?" "All women." He drifted off, or sped up in front of us: but he was impressed. There were water breaks and Clif bars and electrolyte mixes. There were tan lines. It was indeed impressive.