Woes of an Amateur bike rider
Those of you who know me, know that I love riding my bike. I have owned a Diamond Back road bike for almost 13 years now, which means by all technological metrics, my bike is an antique. I am not the type who depends on fancy gear only to ride a few miles nor do I shave and wax my legs (most professional bike riders do). For many years I did not even own a pair of spandex (I am told that wearing spandex is a sexual kink but my needs are simply velo-centric). BTW until last year I did not even have the usual bike jersey - I own a red jersey now (which has only helped the damned SUV drivers to aim better)
Fresh from a backpacking trip at Mt. Whitney last weekend I started saturday wanting to ride up a neighborhood mountain (Page Mill road or Sandhill road), or atleast go as far as my legs would take me. I routinely do 20-30 mile rides and hope to do a few 60 mile rides this season - but I know I am lousy on mountain roads and bonk easily. Unfortunately Saturday was not the day that I was going to beat my mountain blues - thanks to some indulging I had done in what might appear to be a simple piece of gear - a pair of shoes. (Read more…)


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