It’s hard to believe but a new syndrome that I hadn’t even heard of has dropped: Invisible Woman Syndrome (IWS). As a vertically challenged, stocky, old lady with short grey hair (bit of a mannish cut honestly), obviously I will be completely traumatised by IWS. Because this is necessarily true, I was surprised that riding the Mogo trails yesterday (Kings Birthday weekend) not only could other riders see me but they were close to effusive in their praise.
It was both a lovely day out and busy on the trails. The busiest weekend I’ve seen, which was honestly a bit of a surprise given it is June and cool down on the south coast. The trails were riding extremely well, a bit dusty in places, but dry and wide open. Vehicles everywhere because hardly anyone rides uphill anymore even young blokes with electric bikes. Southbound Escapes was running regular shuttles, and, there were even a few people riding uphill, and some were on an analog bikes!
As usual, the women were outnumbered about four to one by men, but there were some women, lots of families, and, notably, very few vertically challenged, stocky, old ladies with short grey hair on a bog standard analog bike with no fancy padding or equipment and a K Mart bicycle helmet. As I was expecting to suffer IWS, I was quite surprised to finish up my ride having got accolades and encouragement from at least a dozen riders.
All joking aside, it was kind of weird because riders kept saying things like “you made it,” “you’re awesome,” “keep going, you can do it.” At no time did I feel like I couldn’t do what I was doing although I admit I was breathing like a dragon on crack cocaine, and there may have been occasional expletives directed at my quads (it was the day after leg day).
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