I teach so that you may teach…
Some students stick with you, are particularly fun to see every week and stay in touch long after class is over.
Leslie’s been one of the best. She’s 100% inspiration to me from day one of meeting her. She’d show up to our Sunday class armed with coffee and chock full of stories of what she’d been up to since that morning. Usually this involved mountain or road biking AND wind surfing AND maybe a hike for good measure.
This was all in one day.
This was all before driving an hour to Portland to take the 6pm class with her husband, who somehow managed to keep up with her.
Recently she sent me a nice note sharing some of her experiences. She says it better than I ever could and asks an important question: “What kind of example are you setting?”
Just checking in to thank you again for such a great class. Was riding a few weekends ago in Hood River. I was on my own. I came across two separate groups of ladies who were riding. They were hanging in grass along the roadside, attempting to fix flats. They couldn’t do it and were trying to call spouse’s/friends to come get them, but no cell coverage. They weren’t too worried, just bummed. One woman had bent the crap out of her rear wheel trying to get it out of the drops. She successfully got the tire off, put the fresh tube in and then broke the stem off trying to pump the tire up (okay–I have done that before!) using a mt. bike pump.
I was able to fix flats and few other things for both groups. I politely chided the ladies for being so pathetic/helpless/embarrassing to “our kind”. One group didn’t even have a pump. “I usually ride with people who know what they are doing” they all said. I asked if any of them have children, especially daughters. Some said “yes”. “What kind of example are you setting?” I asked them.
I suggested that they all take your class. I told them if I see them again on that ride or any other ride, I would ride on by them. We all got a good laugh out of it! I saw them all later in downtown Hood River and they bought me a beer. My hands were still covered in grease and theirs looked great. No matter.
Right on Leslie. Thanks for being a super hero of the highest magnitude. I think I owe you a beer, too.