Dr. Narinder P. Bhalla.
On the reverse is a map of the Carriage Trails at Acadia NP –- 45+ miles of glorious ups and downs with scenic views, fresh air with the scent of Balsam.
We started out on the Parkman Mountain trails which may not have been a great idea.
No, put away your stethoscope, I’m fine. I’m GREAT, just a little winded on the long climbs. (Some of these are much higher and 5x as long as the one I had my heart attack on.) Heck, I was winded on these when I was 65. We rode all week and finished again the last day in the hilly southern end. We Almost did every mile. I was trying.
The views at the top are worth it. Couldn’t get Al to take a picture of me leaning over the handlebars gasping (...at the view). He says ONE picture of me having a heart attack is enough for his portfolio.
Really, I didn’t overdo. People of all ages and shapes ride here. One guy with an Alpe d’huez jersey has done the “Circle of Death” in the Pyrenees twice, and one little four year old on his own bike seems destined to be great on the downhills. Most are just casual riders like us or they are friends that get dragged along. We passed one petulant young woman who was declaring "I will NOT climb another hill." Everybody finished their ride and, though they may not think so tomorrow, they are better for it. I know I am.
Thanks for the great job on the stent, Doc. See you soon. I think I’ll bring Al in to see you too. He says he won’t need the Stress Test. He’s already had that.
This is me ordering another Lobster Roll at Thurston's Lobster Pound. I insist.
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