Bike Pron!
I got a new cassette and back wheel. They're SHINEY!
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Sunday, January 28, 2007
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Winter Riding
It was time to get out and stretch my legs a bit, so I saddled up and decided to hit the riverwalk for some easy spinning..
The riverwalk is no exciting ride, but it is pretty. I needed pretty.
Though you can't speed along too fast lest a pedestrian get run down, its perfect for riding alone, or for recovery, or just to shake the legs out and spin outside instead of on the trainer
On the way back though, Lookout Mountain reminded me that soon I must return to climbing, lest he stomp my ass and leave me broken.
Its a lovely climb. Not my first, my first was Suck Creek, which is apparently featured on page 66 of the latest Bicycling magazine (thanks to a little help from one of my riding buddies, Steve Strain). They got some things wrong though. Steve started the GPS at the Church a little before the start of the actual climb rather than at the bridge where the rest of us believe the start is, and the fastest known time to climb that 5.5 actual miles is.... right at or right below 20 minutes, not 23. I... am not that fast.
The riverwalk is no exciting ride, but it is pretty. I needed pretty.
Though you can't speed along too fast lest a pedestrian get run down, its perfect for riding alone, or for recovery, or just to shake the legs out and spin outside instead of on the trainer
On the way back though, Lookout Mountain reminded me that soon I must return to climbing, lest he stomp my ass and leave me broken.
Its a lovely climb. Not my first, my first was Suck Creek, which is apparently featured on page 66 of the latest Bicycling magazine (thanks to a little help from one of my riding buddies, Steve Strain). They got some things wrong though. Steve started the GPS at the Church a little before the start of the actual climb rather than at the bridge where the rest of us believe the start is, and the fastest known time to climb that 5.5 actual miles is.... right at or right below 20 minutes, not 23. I... am not that fast.
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Sunday, January 21, 2007
Bike Club Party
Last night was the bike club party. Here in Chattanooga, we have a few different bike clubs. The Chattanooga Bike Club, which is a mostly social club, , a mountain bike club and Scenic City Velo, the racing club. The party last night was the social club, and it is for this club that I am now an officer.
As of last night, I and my buddy Kelvin are teamed up as the Education Officers. Its a natural outgrowth of running the beginner ride every week during peak riding season. I'm thinking I need to rustle up some additional lesson plans to go along with it. Maybe just a few one-page how-tos for things like changing a tire, nutrition, and equipment names. Anyone have some ideas for very basic things to share with FRED?
This particular party also always includes a raffle of goodies, donated or obtained. Each ride or meeting attended (and signed for) earns a ticket. Each ride led earns two tickets. I had a nice little range of tickets and won some nice prizes for my participation. A thermal bottle (I love those things), a thin vest, and a gift certificate to a local ice creamery for two. Mmmmmmm ice cream! After the raffle was over I went to one fellow who won a gift certificate I really wanted and was fortunate enough to talk him out of it. As of last night, I have a gift certificate to personal pain in the name of better riding. Its the Vantaggio Fitness Boot Camp offered locally. Its early in the freaking morning for me, but three weeks of pain will go a long way to overcome the overeating and reduced excercise of the off season, and a good hard core will make me look Fan Freaking Tastic in my togs! I think perhaps if I complete the full course, I'll have earned the right to that Clumpies ice cream!
As of last night, I and my buddy Kelvin are teamed up as the Education Officers. Its a natural outgrowth of running the beginner ride every week during peak riding season. I'm thinking I need to rustle up some additional lesson plans to go along with it. Maybe just a few one-page how-tos for things like changing a tire, nutrition, and equipment names. Anyone have some ideas for very basic things to share with FRED?
This particular party also always includes a raffle of goodies, donated or obtained. Each ride or meeting attended (and signed for) earns a ticket. Each ride led earns two tickets. I had a nice little range of tickets and won some nice prizes for my participation. A thermal bottle (I love those things), a thin vest, and a gift certificate to a local ice creamery for two. Mmmmmmm ice cream! After the raffle was over I went to one fellow who won a gift certificate I really wanted and was fortunate enough to talk him out of it. As of last night, I have a gift certificate to personal pain in the name of better riding. Its the Vantaggio Fitness Boot Camp offered locally. Its early in the freaking morning for me, but three weeks of pain will go a long way to overcome the overeating and reduced excercise of the off season, and a good hard core will make me look Fan Freaking Tastic in my togs! I think perhaps if I complete the full course, I'll have earned the right to that Clumpies ice cream!
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Sunday, January 14, 2007
The Wheels on the Bike go round and round....
A weekend of riding and in the end, this is what I sang. The wheels on the bike go round and round, round and round, round and round....
It kept me going when I wanted to quit after an attack of arthritis in my left hip with twenty miles to go had me pedaling one-legged. Gimpy McPhee, that were me. I'd even been spinning instead of grinding, concentrating on the concept to bring my cadence and endurance up. No easy task when riding with the big dogs, but a tast I was going to try nonetheless.
The wheels on the bike went round and round, and while the toe of Lookout was not an easy thing, it was not insurmountable and so I completed the ride. Limping, I loaded up the car and limping, I went to lunch. The innuendo was flying most of the ride however, and that made it all good. I'm proud of myself, not for failing to ride strong throughout, but for not causing greater injury and hence being able to ride again today.
Today, I met the usual suspects and cheerfully told them that I reserved the right to bail at any time, and certainly was not going to climb a mountain. We rode, the three men and I, for a few hours and about 40 miles companionship.
After these two days of riding I have only two things on my mind. I want my new wheel (due Friday) and I want to replace my computer.
It kept me going when I wanted to quit after an attack of arthritis in my left hip with twenty miles to go had me pedaling one-legged. Gimpy McPhee, that were me. I'd even been spinning instead of grinding, concentrating on the concept to bring my cadence and endurance up. No easy task when riding with the big dogs, but a tast I was going to try nonetheless.
The wheels on the bike went round and round, and while the toe of Lookout was not an easy thing, it was not insurmountable and so I completed the ride. Limping, I loaded up the car and limping, I went to lunch. The innuendo was flying most of the ride however, and that made it all good. I'm proud of myself, not for failing to ride strong throughout, but for not causing greater injury and hence being able to ride again today.
Today, I met the usual suspects and cheerfully told them that I reserved the right to bail at any time, and certainly was not going to climb a mountain. We rode, the three men and I, for a few hours and about 40 miles companionship.
After these two days of riding I have only two things on my mind. I want my new wheel (due Friday) and I want to replace my computer.
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