After bonking on the ride home yesterday I tempted fate by taking the big, heavy (but fast and fun) '97 Specialized Rockhopper (AKA the DropHopper).

I consciously made an effort to not take the route where the bridge is closed for rehab. I decided to roll through the heart of downtown on Pikes Peak Avenue. However, it was closed at Tejon Street for the resurfacing of Tejon (tay-HONE). But it looked like one of the pedestrian crosswalks was open, so I transmogrified myself into a pedestrian and Calvin-balled myself across and then changed back into a street vehicle on the other side.

I left an hour early for a change. It was sunny with the bike's thermometer reading an even 80F but with an insistent and impolite headwind. However, I managed not to bonk and had plenty of oomph despite riding my heaviest bike.

I still found myself feeling annoyed and agitated, so I dropped into the "99% Invisible" podcast which didn't really help as much since this particular episode was more about people than public architecture or the design of systems.

So I can end this entry on a bike-related note I'll say that I'm happier with the toe clips than the flats on the RockHopper.