sunday nights are a problem. the body doesn't know from sleep until 4 o['clock monday morning, and 3-day weekends are no different. rode to work anyway, without forgetting a single thing this time. the scale in the fancy-pants health-club/racquetball joint where i take my shower thinks i weigh 200 pounds this week, up from 130 last week. i think it's wrong.

nice ride to work, nice ride home. mantra for the week: let's be nice to our knees. took slight detours both ways, only one of them intentional. dunno how it can be that i can still get lost by not paying attention when i'm going to work. nothing exciting happened, except!!! once i'd come over the bridge on the way home i thought eh, let's just do the insta-ped thing and walk across at the first legitimate intersection instead of getting killed from behind by traffic up those two blocks to the light. impressive; once i'd made it to the middle of the road i know they all saw me and saw i had nowhere to go back to either, and still none of them stopped. i feel i am now in a better position to feel the pain of people who bike commute in places like atlanta.

oh. and i saw my first roadkill (mupkill really) on that end of the bridge. i think it was a rat, and i'm glad it was dead.

songs: gaels blue, michael marra, on the way in, and macpherson's lament on the way home.

I had a good ride in but a tough ride home, got a straight-through thorn puncture on the front tire that I couldn't patch well enough to hold air. Luckily it happened within a block of a nice LBS so I stopped in there to fix it. I need to remember that it's basically never worth patching on the road, I should always just put on a brand-new tube and save the old one for fixing up at home. I spent a good half hour grappling with my floppy tire levers and tough 27x1.125 beads, only to have the patch leak air. Start over, take the whole thing off, retube, and off I went. The good side is that a nice tech at the LBS hooked me up with a lockring for my fixie so I don't have to worry about the cog coming unspun.



Gotta get some 27" marathons or something, these performance fortes are just too wimpy for the conditions around here.

Ugh. Another dark, muggy and drizzling ride to work this morning. I know we need the rain, but either rain or don't, none of this in between crap. The ride last night home was nice, no rain or anything like that. I'm hoping it will clear up for the ride home.

I drove.

For some reason your post cracked me up.

Lots of rain today in NYC. Today was probably my wettest commute since I (re)started bike commuting in I guess June. I was at a low level of energy today but the chilly wetness woke me up quickly! I really enjoyed the ride, as there was almost nobody out on the Hudson Greenway (the MUP on the opposite side of Manhattan with respect to jyossarian's MUP -- no doggies or "iceholes").

Was grounded for the last couple of days due to a snow storm and then the lingering ice on the road. Things looked good enough to ride this morning, although it was a brisk 34F degrees. Was misty and foggy enough to see the headlight beam, but while climbing up the hill to the office I rose above the fog bank. Looked pretty cool from above.

I feel much better this morning. I noticed that when you dont get the workout on the way in to the office you feel sloggy and uninspired. Today has that zippity do dah feeling from riding.

Wow... we're about to hit 10k posts in this thread. amazing

Don

Reached the office after my 12 mi commute in drizzle and fog. As I dripped down the coridor it was strangely quiet. Then I saw that someone had posted the Sun "Calvin and Hobbs" cartoon on the bulletin board.

I laughed so hard I thought I'd pass out.

https://www.ucomics.com/calvinandhobbes/1994/10/09/

My wife put that one on our fridge. Loved it!! It's so much like me it almost hurts. She put this one on our fridge last year, right before our vacation....

https://borgman.enquirer.com/weekly/d...04borgman.html

OK, Roman Troy Moronie!!! Johnny Dangerously is one of my favorite movies. I have a Moronie sound byte that plays when I close my PC at work.

October Trial Commute continues.....

Got my box of goodies yesterday from Nashbar. Attached new rack, and rack trunk bag, frame bag, water bottle storage container, knee warmers... 11 mile ride in this morning was still above 15mph average. I'm starting to look like a real commuter.

Got my first aggressive honk yesterday. Some old lady with her grandkid in the back motioning for me to move over or ride on the sidewalk or something. It's an 8 lane residential road , 35mph, with randomly parked cars in the outer lanes. It's basically empty of traffic for a long stretch. So she has the 2 left lanes all to her self with no cars for a half mile and she wanted me to move over. I did my typical sign I use when someone passes me too close motioning to the drivers they have 2 free lanes. She didn't get close enough for me to unclip and give her a love tap.

SharpT

Thanks ch0mb0. I took a walk to Modell's at lunch and that's when the monsoon started. I got soaked and couldn't find any pants that weren't too long for my leg that I'd have to roll them up quite a bit. Guess I'll have to invest in some actual waterproof pants and maybe a new jacket. And maybe some booties. Or maybe not.


Read aloud with a psuedo Italian accent, it's even funnier.

I was wondering if anyone would catch the movie reference. "Moronie Deported to Switzerland: Claims he's not from there!"

I posted the 10,000th message! What do I win?

Except you didn't. I did!

And oddly enough, I did not commute today. Once again I'm staying home with the twins as we have a babysitting gap. Well, shoot. It's a gorgeous fall day and we spent most of the morning observing leaves and various insects underneath thereof. Now it's naptime.

This is so much better than reading stupid memos at the office.

Hmmm...I suspect foul play at work...good thing I stayed home and telecommuted...

"You shouldn't grab me, Johnny. My mother grabbed me once... ONCE!"

And the quote that closes out my PC -- "You fargin sneaky bastage. I'm gonna take your dwork. I'm gonna nail it to the wall. I'm gonna crush your boils in a meat grinder. I'm gonna cut off your arms. I'm gonna shove 'em up your icehole. Dirty son-a-ma-batches. My own club!"

Many of my curses at motorists, etc. during my commute are in Moroni language!

I just hope the moderators don't start censoring Moroni language!

Good ride to work and home . It look like it is getting cooler out . But still a good ride . Have good nite .

"mine enemy's dog, though he had bit me, should have stood that night against my fire" - cordelia, in shakespeare's king lear.

wish i was cordelia's enemy's dog. it RAINED on my way home this evening. rained a week ago too, but this time i didn't have my famous waterproof jacket with me. but i did have a headwind. uphill. both ways. and from both sides. on my bleeding knees through the . . . oh, wait. wasn't quite that bad.

pretty wet, anyway. still being nice to my knees, and so far, touch wood, they're feeling okay. coming home wasn't actually that hard physically - not in terms of effort, because i had to keep stopping to grovel around for a kleenex and wipe my glasses, and even then never really got clear enough to feel safe going fast. not that i would have been able to anyway, i don't think. there seems to be more drag when the road and the air and the bike are all wet, and the rider is wettest of all.

actually, it was kind of fun. colder than last time, so not as fun as last time, but it still had moments. there's something i don't know how to describe when my chain is so wet: sort of a different texture to the pedalstrokes. i liked it, but i was glad to get home. toes getting cold by the end.

the morning ride in was good. i don't remember much about it, but i remember that it was good. home now, dry, changed into pjs, eating marshmallows and raw broccoli.

songs: apple cider reconstitution, al stewart, and good king wensceslas, just can't imagine why.

Left home completely unprepared for the low temps and rain this morning. They were calling for "patchy drizzle" which was a steady rain at around 5:40 and temps in the 60's, which were more like mid 50's. Having left my rain gear at work yesterday, I rode through the slop in just my riding shorts and shirt. As you can imagine, everything from my shoes up was soaked within the first 100 yards. I just put my head down and hammered, hoping to generate heat and get in quickly. I ran into several other riders and chatted with one as we approached the 14th street bridge. Things are now hanging in my cubicle with a fan pointed at them so as to (hopefully) dry out by the time I head for home and do it all over again.

Finally a dry morning Saw the sun rising for the first time in over a week so I took the long way to work. Had a nice ride, but a pretty good headwind most of the way. Should be a great ride home this afternoon, sunny and 78. Last night I doubled my ride home doing some errands. I didn't mind at all except that it seemed whatever direction I went it was into the wind. I still managed a pretty good time home though.

For the first time on my ride to work I actually saw more bikes than cars. Well, maybe not, but I did see alot more rider than usual. I've been passing one lady about twice a week going up a little hill. Each time I pass her she seems to be doing better. I try to encourage her as I go by.
Good day both ways...it's getting cooler. Today I acctually had to suit up coming home and got rained on just a tad. Not enough to really matter just a few drops.

France Surrendered again, today.
My Maillard rear hub threw down its Moisin Nagant and threw up its hands at about mile 4 of the ride in, this morning.

After a couple of random *kunk*s, spaced a mile or so apart, it went *kunk-kaKUNKkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk* and gave up the cheese-eating, Helicomatic ghost.

Checked it out and the wobble in the rim was only hindered by the interference of the brake shoes.

Total mileage on this lightly used hub, since I built up the roadie-commie: about 65.

Lesson learned: I can walk/push (in bike shoes) in 55 minutes, what I can ride in 10.
Lesson learned 2: Don't cheap out on wheels, even if you're trying to build a ride on a budget.

On the positive side, my new helmet light made it really easy to see the chewed-up dust cap and leaking grease, out there on the dark, dark trail.

Its been a while since I've posted, but I have been biking to work regularly. This week I've been riding a recumbent (Rans Tailwind) on in. The first day was a bit different, but now I really like it allot. The temps this morning were in the high 30s and there was no wind to speak of. The numbers of bikers is down from a month ago, but there is still about 5-10 that I see each morning. It is a great time of the year to be riding.

I still think this thread should be locked and another one started. It's just too darn big.

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Rain in Baltimore... more like a slight drizzle, but wet out nevertheless.

The ride went ok, ...until I flatted. I knew it right away. That unmistakable doppler hissing sound coming from one of the tires. It was too dark to know which one until I dismounted.

I'm no stranger to changing a flat. I have all of the appropriate tools, some of which were new and the bike is new. So, ...I had to analyze the following:

Anyway, I lost about 15 minutes performing the change including all of the on-the-spot revelations. Fifteen minutes is my 'buffer' time, so I made it to work on time, but had to use some 'work time' to change into 'work clothes'.

Side note: I'm glad that I bought a helmet-mounted headlight. It made it very easy to put light exactly where I needed it without having to tie up one hand (or a chin or mouth or armpit).