 Partway up. The photo may not do it justice. Come visit and find out. People call Lafayette "Lay Flat" but I'm now biking the biggest hill of my life. Seriously. Heading up 18th St, two blocks from my home, is the biggest hill I've ever biked. Who'd have thought the Wabash River Valley would best the Mississippi River Valley? Maybe you've taken Franklin across the Mississippi into St. Paul. That hill kinda kicks my butt. Well, I used to think that. This Lay Flat hill kicks my butt for real.
Wanna know the best part? This hill is on my way to work. At the church. The biggest hill of my life is my route to work at the Lafayette Church of the Brethren. There's a sermon in that, but I hope the metaphor isn't going to bear much fruit. But even if this hill is a sign of things to come, I' ve got a plan. 75% of the way up my first time I thought "either I can swallow my pride and walk this *%$# bike, or I can rejoice in two weeks when the hill is clearly easier." So I'm gonna keep biking this hill with faith in the already and not yet. Now there's a sermon. Oh, and riding back down is fantastic.
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