I’ve been following Jill Homer’s blog on and off for quite a few years now, ever since she was exploring winter bicycling in Alaska. That was a long time ago. Back then, she made me feel like a chump. I mean, there she was putting in hundreds of miles a week (if memory serves) on a crappy mountain bike in the rain and snow of an Alaskan winter, while I could barely manage 50 or 60 miles on a nice road bike in sunny California.

Somewhere along the way, Jill moved to the San Francisco Bay Area. Which is to say, my neck of the woods. And, yep, she’s still making me feel completely inadequate. (I will say, though, that it’s interesting to see her posts about routes and trails around here, some of which look awfully familiar.)

Check out these three posts. In them, she describes a 3 day, 280 mile, 24,000 foot ride in the driving rain while short on food. At least she shows herself to be not quite a machine, since she claims during one post that she’ll quit if she runs into “peanut butter mud.”

Me, I would have quit the ride the minute … I would have quit the ride … I never would have tried that, ever, in a million years, at any point in my life.

I am inadequate. Completely worthless.

Well, back to the couch for me!

http://arcticglass.blogspot.com/2012/04/not-disney-california-adventure.html
http://arcticglass.blogspot.com/2012/04/part-two-hunger-games.html
http://arcticglass.blogspot.com/2012/04/part-three-serendipity.html