It's funny how the hills you so often drive up seem much smaller when taken at 70km an hour, than they do when approached on a push bike at 20km an hour* and the primary energy source is your legs.
Oh ... those hills were steep, and long, and... did I mention steep and long. The cycle on the way there was bad enough, but then my LSFIL pointed out to me over lunch that our destination was in fact some distance above us and the journey back was going to be worse. And it was.
Luckily, my friend leant me a mantra** for such times. 'Never easy/ always worth it'.
And so I kept my pedals going. Up-down-up-down. Never-easy-always-worth-it. Until I made it to the top.
Take that hills.
* Speed greatly exaggerated
** Actually I may have stolen it