This one's for my riding and I started this blog on a whim because I don't want to clutter the other blogs and the social networks more than it's already done. My mission is to post to this place after every ride to catch my stream of consciousness. If I get bored, I'll delete the blog. I get bored easy.
Today was the first ride on my new bike and its pricetag makes me cringe but I bought it, anyway. I've been dieting for 205 days now and I'm still the same weight as I was sixty days ago. Maybe this new ride will break me through.
And what a ride. My fifteen-year-old self would have recognized my old mountain bike but not the new streeter: titanium alloy frame, shifters and disc brakes are modern tools for the 21st century biking idiot. Coupled with my fear of crashing, today's ride made me more than a little nervous. And slow. We staying mostly on the flats and my hands rarely left the brakes, but there was no need to worry. Even in rain, the bike presented no problems. In fact, I was more worried at some points that I would overpower the pedals and crash (been there, done that).
There was no stream of consciousness today other than: Don't fall.
Today's ride in one word: tentative.
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