Weekend Adventures Around Boston

The leaves are beginning to fall on the Southwest Corridor (my main route to work), so I spent last weekend panicked that summer is ending. I had this  feeling of urgency that  I needed to ride my bike as much as possible and spend all day, everyday outside. This was amplified by my rising anxiety about the D2R2, and the sinking feeling that I’m not ready for 100K of gravel and 10,000+ ft of climbing. I think that I’ve finally convinced myself that I am prepared. We’ll see.

That being said, I spent as much of the weekend as possible out riding. I took full advantage of my 3-day Friday-Sunday weekend. I rode between drinking beers with friends, played bike polo three of the nights, biked to eat delicious meals, went on a brewery tour, attended a women’s bike festival, and raced an alleycat for the first time in two years. With the exception of a 12 mile race, I rode 110+ miles over four days without intentionally going out ‘riding’ once.

I tried to recreate most of the weekend on Google Maps.

It started Thursday after work – I rode from work to a beer on the Esplanade, attended a National Moment of Silence for Victims of Police Brutality, made a quick trip home and then decided to go to polo because… well because its polo.

Thursday
Thursday

And then Friday morning I kicked it off with some dim sum, then explored the Arboretum with someone new to town, played polo and had a beer to celebrate a friend’s birthday to round out the night.

Friday
Friday

Saturday I went to Boston Bikes’ Women’s Bike Festival (more on that later this week) in West Roxbury, fixed up my bike, and then some friends and I did our monthly 6-pack shuffle ride.

Saturday
Saturday

And lastly Sunday I unintentionally rode 20 miles, played 2-3 hours of polo, and then decided it would be a good idea to race what was supposedly a 6 mile sprint race, but was really a 12 mile alley-cat. Oops. I don’t really have any idea how I routed through some parts of Boston, but this map is my best estimation.

[Aside: I had a fun time racing and I’m glad I did, but I have to say that it was sort of disappointing to go to my first alleycat in 2 years, and out of a field of 50ish racers I was 1 of 2 women. Sorta feels like fixie bro culture hasn’t changed much in the last 7 years. ]

Sunday
Sunday

In all, it was an excellent late summer weekend of drinking beers outside by bodies of water, playing polo until the lights went out, playing polo in the daylight, riding up  big hills carrying 25 pounds of smoothie ingredients, eating three different kinds of pork in one meal, eating burritos for breakfast, lunch, and dinner (yes, that really did happen in one day), enjoying a leisurely brunch with friends, hanging out on a castle ledge looking out over downtown Boston, and remembering that feeling of sort of wanting to puke during an alleycat.

Weekend Biking Adventures

Everyday I'm shuffling. (Photo by Liza).
Everyday I’m shuffling. (Photo by Liza).

From Friday night to Sunday night I probably spent around 20 hours on (or very near) my bike. I kicked off the weekend with some Friday night polo, spent Saturday morning exploring Middlesex Fells, covered 25 miles of Boston on an epic Saturday night bike ride til 2am (ending at Tasty Burger… obviously), and rounded out the weekend with some Sunday afternoon polo. I explored so many new spots in Boston I had never seen before, and spent a lot of time sitting near my bike near bodies of water. It was an awesome weekend of exploring, and the quintessential summer bike weekend.

Hope you all had an excellent summer biking weekend too.

More pictures from Techiman Ride.

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Mountain biking is pretty much the best thing. Ever. (After bike polo – lets be honest). I am reminded of this as Jason just sent me these pics he took of our ride last week.

Makes me wonder where my priorities are at that I am not mountain biking all the time when I am back in the states… I’ll have to fix that this summer. Vermont trails are calling.

Muddy trails after the previous nights rain.
Muddy trails after the previous nights rain.
I can't stay clean. Ever.
I can’t stay clean. Ever.