Bicycling through the fog – always smells like dust to me. Like I’m pedaling through ghosts.
Don’t have much to write about. Rode out to the Tuesday prefunk, had a good time but bailed on the ride itself for no one reason.
I need to remember to have fun bicycling. I think it’s easy to forget that. Sometimes I concentrate so hard to get over the next hill or dive through traffic… it’s easy for me to forget to loosen up and enjoy myself – I just nose down and start powering through. Problem is I have a hard time pulling my nose back up.. Need to remember to do that more often. I also think I need to make a decision and push myself harder. Work on different (and weaker) muscle groups to get up hills and the like. Work on my sprinting and my quads. Pushing from your hamstrings is easier and more efficient, but there is more power to be gained out of my quads,
Meh – saw a green Long Haul Trucker with moustache bars and orange velocities tonight – looked badass. He also put V-Brakes on it which I thought was interesting – I’m not a fan of the cantis. They just don’t have a lot of stopping power.
Ordered double-pull brakes and a nitto noodle bar for the pacer.
I think my spoke cards are the culprits making my mysterious ride noise. I remember Uncle Martha talking about that on his bike. Sorta hoping it’s not that because I like them.
Yeah anyhow, just checking in before bed I guess.