I wrote an epic post and pulled a (no offense, Matt) Chester and did some idiotic computer thing like let my session time out. No save as draft or external editor to save my ass.
I don’t think I’ll try to replicate it. I’ll just come up with something else.
I got out for an hour after work. We’ve had some warmer weather the last two days and the snow and ice are backing away from the bike lanes. Legs felt good out there, but of course I got a first reminder taste of headwind on the way home. It’s flat as a pancake the last mile and it was harder going than any hill I hit earlier. I forget about that aspect of riding on the road…I even spaced out for a second to lunge a puddle and got a good amateur-jerker from the cranks. Welcome back to fixed. HA! I laughed at myself. Fortunately, I had completed the lunge when the “kick” reminded me who was boss. My weight was back. Lucky. FUNNY!
Just turning over the cranks was fun. I’m enjoying my cycling like I haven’t in a long time. Maybe living in the west and being able to ride year round burned me out on riding? Go figger. Maybe it’s like the adage: “absence makes the heart grow fonder…” Anyway, I’ve been out on three leisure rides now and am feeling like it could be a big year for fixin for me. I built a fix of my own for the first time in 98, so I guess is my tenth year. Yea.
Wow. I guess I got my first single speed mountain bike shortly after that. Damn. Well I still get kind of excited about all this one speed stuff after all this time. I noted at several points today how I can just ride, hardly any tuning needed for the bike after 7 months. Drivetrain silent. Cranks turn, wheels turn. Simple. Happy. Reverse was really awk. I did a couple rollbacks and didn’t crash or dab, but I was some kind’o'wobbly. I’m gettin’ old guess.
Tired.
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