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Tandem Expo 2018
- April 7 & 8, 2018
Sunday 2018 - May 6, 2018
|Tandem Weekend 2018
- July 13, 14 & 15, 2018
by Barbara Kornbluh
It's early December and the weather has changed. I take a deep breath
and count our blessings. Each morning while walking our dog I witness
the beautiful sunrise, reflect on my terrific and talented family and
thrive in the positive energy we all share as a tandem cycling
Personally, 2017 was an eye opening amazing year for me.
It exemplified empowerment, independence and friendships new and old and
the ability to reach goals I never knew I had. Let me reflect for a
second on what this is about...
Every morning I work out at our local
gym. I am not a "buff" super power. I am just a woman in her sixties who
desires to be healthy and fit as long as possible and to keep my body
parts functioning without pain. Because of our continuous cycling, my
reputation at this sweat box sometimes embarrasses me. Personally I tend
to be on the shyer side with little boasting. But, ask me a question, I
have no problem answering honestly.
If you work out in a gym, you
know the lady's locker room scene.
Half undressed women stand in
front of a shared mirror getting ready for whatever is next on their
daily schedule. Conversations hop from gym talk to family to fashion and
back. I really don't know many of the women outside of this morning
ritual. Somehow they all seem to know I ride a bicycle. I have always
made it clear that this bicycle has two seats and I am the stoker. They
are interested but claim this is not for them.
On one particular
morning someone named Meghan asked if I would start up a women's cycling
group. Like many, she had road fear but thought she would like to learn
My response at first was, " I haven't ridden a single bike
in more than twenty years. I don't even know how to shift gears," I
said. "I do know how to push hard, I am aware of the rules of the road
and I have endurance."
This haunted me for days. As always,
encouragement came from Mel responding, " You should do this". And so I
Thoughts traveled back to our early years of cycling when I
did ride a single bike on alternate tandem training rides. I struggled
keeping up with the male riders and still am haunted by one racer who
continually shouted out commands that made me twitch!
It was a Monday
evening in May when we first gathered at the Evelyn Hill Cycling Tandems
East warehouse, less than one mile from our home. My heart raced with
anticipation. What did I know about leading such a group? I may have
racked up a zillion miles, but they were on the back of a tandem. My
part did not involve balancing a bike in traffic, shifting confusing
gears, or changing flat tires. And there was no chance I would ever get
these piano fingers wrapped in grease and other stuff that keeps
One by one women arrived. Some had boardwalk
cruisers, some bikes were hot and fast and others were clearly just
dusted off after years of no use, just like mine.
We held a bike
check first and I instructed the ladies about riding safely and
Earlier I had mapped out a four mile course along our
neighborhood country roads where cars seem friendlier and people are
more courteous than most. It was hot and the ten or so women nervously
tightened their helmets. Slowly we turned onto the road in a single
pace-line with me in the lead. Tammy brought up the sweep making sure
the last riders were comfortable. We took turns doing this making
certain all were feeling secure. There were no records set. Just a group
of female cyclists out for exercise hoping to make new friends.
the end everyone promised to return the following week and bring a
friend. We did this all summer. Our ages ranged from eighteen to
mid-seventies. Gradually word got out and new women showed up. Some came
back some did not. As the weeks went by my ladies got stronger and were
ready for longer distances. They learned safety, a bit about gears and
Mel helped adjust bikes, attach safety lights and perform quick fixes
This was not about how far or fast we rode. It was
about women cycling with other women, gaining personal strength from one
another and setting individual goals.
At the end of the summer on a
beautiful October afternoon, the Evelyn Hill Cycling group celebrated
personal accomplishments riding the bike path in Cape May County,
followed by a celebration at our nearby beach condo. Our husbands and
boyfriends were our support crew, making sure each traffic crossing was
safely met. They even greeted us half way at mile marker 11 with
refreshments and more encouragement.
Yes this was amazing. A group of
women who started out slow and weak gradually were empowered to find
their own strength, both physically and mentally. It was equally an
accomplishment for me. I had no idea I could handle a single bike on the
road. I had to learn to shift gears and understand a bike just like the
new cyclists. This was a personal best for me. I have performed in
concerts for audiences and causes that most would never challenge. But
for me, taking this personal challenge was an epic moment.
forward to the new spring season when we start up again. This year there
will be two groups...one for the experienced and another for those who
wish to ride a bike for the first time along quiet country roads, in a
pace line with other women... making themselves healthier and fulfilled.
Oh, Meghan never showed up, not even once but I thank her every
morning in front of the locker room mirror. She has no idea what she