Dark ages

August 13, 2009

I’ve moved. I’m no longer only 6 miles from work. Now it’s around 15 miles. I know what you’re thinking. (OK, I’m pretending to know what you’re thinking)  You’re thinking I’ll have to leave the house at 5:30am.  It’s true, but I’ll be testing my ride on Saturday.  I only have to be there at 11 so I can leave whenever.

Fortunately my shift will be changing next month: 8-5!

It’s been a while since I’ve ridden any distance on the bike.  Due to the sensitivity issue, knee issue, rain, and moving,  I’ve been driving.  And since I’ve passed my big test at the karate studio I haven’t been working out every Saturday morning.

This all leads up to a feeling of lazyness.  I miss the thrill of speed, I miss the focus, the pain, the monster leg strength.  I miss the independence.  I miss not needing to worry about the price of gas, about traffic.  I miss biking.

I’d have biked last night, to warm myself up to it, except the front derailleur is catching the chainring.  It sounds like a chainsaw.  I brought it down to the shop and they’re replacing it.

I miss my bike.

Bike to Work, day 95

September 30, 2008

I’m back!

21:48, 6.3mi
59ºF, Odo 2432mi
avg 17.4mph, max 27.8mph

What a beautiful day to ride.  It sure feels nice to ride gears after commuting an SS, feels nice to have that connection with the pedals.

I think it all boils down to an intense desire to fly.  I want to soar through the sky.  Cycling is the closest I’ll ever get, since I don’t plan to buy a plane.  I’m not complaining, I love the feeling.  Soaring, cutting through the world on wheels.  Exhilarating speed plumeting down hills!  Climbing with strength I didn’t think I had left–at the top I’m a champion!  Harrah!

20:14, 6.3mi
64ºF, Odo 2438mi
avg 18.8mph, max 30.0mph

Not a bad ride home, a little slow, though.