I'm still aware that the Universe doesn't always spin in the direction we want, but unless the bike sells to someone else before next weekend, the seller turns out to be a serial killer, or the frame has some damage I cannot see in the photos, I'm almost certainly going to be buying this frame next weekend.
I'm not a fixie road rider at all, but I've been taking track classes and will start racing at the San Diego velodrome with it. I had no idea what a roadie rut I was in before riding on the track. My goal when riding and training was always the sub-5 century, where one always rides for hours & hours in the amber/pink zone*, but these flying 200's, pursuits, and other reindeer games have put me deeper in the red than I've gone since I was racing kermesses in Benelux back in the late 80's early 90's. I always thought I had decent muscle tone in my legs, but my badly pulled glutes and hamstrings are still a little sore after FOUR DAYS.
I resisted the track for nearly two decades now because I never got the point of going round-n-round like a bunch of Nascar hillbillies. But my GF finally nagged me into trying the track with her, and I've discovered it's a lot more nuanced, colorful and
fun than I could have imagined. I'm so excited to build up our bikes and to make this a part of our lives. It's just the neatest thing and I had no idea.
*and I love that someone in the track forum has the signature: "Roadies can ride tempo all day long because that's what humans have evolved to do; if you want to be more like a cheetah, lay around and lick your paws more."