Last April and last September I failed miserably at 30 Days of Biking. There were good reasons, which I’m not going to dwell on here. But I’m giving it another shot. I nearly got off to another bad start today. I didn’t bike to work because of errands and appointments. My plan was to dash out for a quick ride around the block after dinner. By the time dinner was finished it was already getting dark. I ran upstairs and was flinging clothes around trying to assemble some appropriate ensemble for dark damp semi-chilly weather. I ran back downstairs to get some blinky lights and reflective stuff and discovered that my headlight was completely uncharged. I decided the important thing was for people to see me. What do I need to see the road for? There was still a little bit of light left.
Then I couldn’t find my gloves. Then I found my gloves.
Then I couldn’t find my helmet. Then I found my helmet.
Then it was getting a little extra dark.
Because of the lack of light (both natural and artificial) I opted for a quick hill climb up to the bmx track by the fire department. I need to learn how to climb and like it. I’m just not a good climber. I may be a bit better now that I weigh a less but I still feel like I have zero power on steep grades.
Once I got to the top, I rode in circles in the fire hall parking lot and watched someone zipping around the BMX track with some kind of heavy equipment. I have no idea what kind. I have a friend that can’t tell a wood-chuck from a beaver and isn’t sure what a weasel looks like. I have that affliction when it comes to many things in the heavy equipment category. I can identify a back-hoe though I will usually call it a steam shovel. I can also identify a bull-dozer, cement truck, and dump truck. If it doesn’t fall into those categories I don’t know what it’s called.
After pondering nameless heavy equipment for a few minutes, I zoomed back down the hill at almost 30mph. Patched potholes in the dark are fairly exciting over 25mph. Not so much the good kind of exciting either.
1.74 miles 10 minutes. Hey, I got out there. 29 more days to re-establish my biking habit/obsession.
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