Miles clocked on Monday: unknown, because my snazzy little cyclocomputer was not being very snazzy and decided to stop working for reasons that remain a mystery. 
Yesterday I went along the East Bay Bike Path from my house on the east side of Providence to Bristol, RI, which is a GORGEOUS ride but there's almost always a nasty headwind in one direction or the other. Yesterday I was riding against the wind on the way there, and on the way back a leisurely pace was 5mph faster than the pace I was struggling to keep on the way there. Next time I ride the EBPB I'll take some pictures so you can see why it's worth the obnoxious wind.
The pictures here are from my trip on Monday, which took me down along the Seekonk River for a little bit, then along Blackstone Blvd, then along some not-so-bike-friendly roads through Pawtucket. Lincoln Woods State Park was my destination, and it was lovely, and a great place for a ride.
Chain lube and air in my tires made for a much smoother and
quieter ride the last two days, but no amount of chain lube will fix my serious gear problems. The bike I'm using now is the first real bike I ever owned, I think, which means it's at least a decade old. It's a mountain bike, sort of, which means it's heavier and slower than a road bike, on top of which the gears refuse to switch about half of the time. This bike has served me very well as my only wheeled vehicle for the last 6 years, but taking it out for more than a ten minute ride to class or a trip to the grocery store really makes the problems show. Including the issue of the seat, which is not very comfortable to begin with and also rusted into a slight backward tilt--minor problems that become painfully obvious on a 3 hour ride. My point being, I absolutely cannot wait for my official Bike and Build bike to arrive.
(On the up side, after training on this hunk of junk I'll be in such good shape that riding the new bike will be like floating on a cloud.)
Monday was also the first time I've ever gone riding in proper cycling shorts, that is, the kind with the padded ass. These are very strange to walk around in, but they definitely make your butt happier after a couple hours on the bike. Apparently they are also quite fetching, because
in the course of Monday's ride I got catcalled THREE TIMES. That's three times more than last week when I rode my bike downtown to salsa night at the Black Rep in stilettos and a miniskirt. Go figure.
Yesterday I went along the East Bay Bike Path from my house on the east side of Providence to Bristol, RI, which is a GORGEOUS ride but there's almost always a nasty headwind in one direction or the other. Yesterday I was riding against the wind on the way there, and on the way back a leisurely pace was 5mph faster than the pace I was struggling to keep on the way there. Next time I ride the EBPB I'll take some pictures so you can see why it's worth the obnoxious wind.
The pictures here are from my trip on Monday, which took me down along the Seekonk River for a little bit, then along Blackstone Blvd, then along some not-so-bike-friendly roads through Pawtucket. Lincoln Woods State Park was my destination, and it was lovely, and a great place for a ride.
Chain lube and air in my tires made for a much smoother and
quieter ride the last two days, but no amount of chain lube will fix my serious gear problems. The bike I'm using now is the first real bike I ever owned, I think, which means it's at least a decade old. It's a mountain bike, sort of, which means it's heavier and slower than a road bike, on top of which the gears refuse to switch about half of the time. This bike has served me very well as my only wheeled vehicle for the last 6 years, but taking it out for more than a ten minute ride to class or a trip to the grocery store really makes the problems show. Including the issue of the seat, which is not very comfortable to begin with and also rusted into a slight backward tilt--minor problems that become painfully obvious on a 3 hour ride. My point being, I absolutely cannot wait for my official Bike and Build bike to arrive.
(On the up side, after training on this hunk of junk I'll be in such good shape that riding the new bike will be like floating on a cloud.)
Monday was also the first time I've ever gone riding in proper cycling shorts, that is, the kind with the padded ass. These are very strange to walk around in, but they definitely make your butt happier after a couple hours on the bike. Apparently they are also quite fetching, because
in the course of Monday's ride I got catcalled THREE TIMES. That's three times more than last week when I rode my bike downtown to salsa night at the Black Rep in stilettos and a miniskirt. Go figure.Finally, more big and enthusiastic thank-yous:
George and Susan MacAnanama
Marjory Rinaldo-Lee and David Lee
Cindy Hazan and Rick Canfield
Jeanne Leccese
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