Well, it's official. I'm completely in love with my new bicycle. She's a woman specific Trek Madone. I just returned from a ride up to Grant's Ranch (on the way to Mt. Hamilton) and... what can I say? Wow. Now I have no more need for men, or their bicycles. Ladies, I highly suggest you look into getting a woman specific bike fitted to you if you put in any higher number of miles. It feels completely different.
Today on my way down through Saratoga village after riding down hwy 9, a guy tried to hit me in the head with his side mirror. I was feeling unusually zen, and I like to give people the benefit of the doubt, so I simply rode up to his left window at the stoplight, smiled, and said:
"Hello, you're probably not aware how far your right mirror sticks out. Next time you pass a cyclist please be careful not to hit them with it."
He looked at me with contempt and said, "you shouldn't be on the road."
... but I'm going to ride my bike for 3 or 4 hours tomorrow anyway, darn it. I've been thinking about going up Mt. Hamilton or something, although it's more likely that I head up hwy 9 and contemplate rumble strips.
It's the board meeting tomorrow night and I just can't handle another 12 hour day. Besides, theoretically I should be fresh and ready to be insightful at a board meeting. It's always difficult with evening meetings.
Well I returned to town from Spain all full of energy and I got a little over-zealous on all the projects I wanted to do this week. I've been working 12 hours today so far, and still have things on my list.
This morning on my ride in to work I smiled and said good morning to the woman sweeping the sidewalk on my street. To the bums just waking up along the trail. To the business man as I crossed the bridge over the Guadalupe River, and then to the woman walking across the crosswalk in front of me, looking uncomfortable in high heels.
Does this change their opinion of cyclists? I've always thought so. This morning, as I rode the elevator up to our office, I considered that maybe, just maybe, it changes their ideas about human beings, as well...
Okay, so I realize that my report from the Tour de France is now a couple weeks overdue. Oops, sorry, these things happen on vacation. I was reminded that I’d never actually uploaded it when, earlier today, as I sat at a sidewalk café here in Girona, a couple of racers from Team Garmin-Chipotle rode by and settled at a nearby table. Too bad I didn’t have my bike with me, nor was I wearing my Webcor jersey...
Today I had a rough day. Sometimes it’s really difficult traveling alone in a country where your language skills are not sufficient to have a real quality conversation. I basically didn’t talk to anyone all day, and it felt pretty lonely.
I have a new disease, it's called computeraholic, and it's all thanks to my friend A who gave me the Garmin. Maybe you've experienced this yourself--when you become simply obsessed with the numbers on that screen.
Example #1: Distance. Having decided to cycle 70 miles (35 out and back), I start becoming completely obsessed with my distance around mile 30. I simply don't want to pedal even 1/10 of a mile beyond my goal, since I'm hurting and starting to bonk.
It actually had nothing to do with a car, and I don’t think you’ll guess what the scariest moment really was. Take a moment, think about it. Ready? Okay. I’d been cycling through the middle of nowhere, and I hadn’t actually seen a person, car, building, or anything for nearly 2 hours. The only living things around were the amazing hawks in evidence all over this area and the herds of goats hanging around on the other side of the fences lining the road, with bells around their necks.
For some reason, I decided to start this whole blog thing up while traveling in Spain on my vacation. Spain is not, perhaps, a country oft-traveled by cyclists. So why did I come here? Well, I received a free plane ticket to Madrid, which fit my nonprofit employee budget very well. Plus I speak Spanish, so that’s rather convenient.
This is my first experience of blogging. I’ve always regarded it as a somewhat strange thing to do, actually, but I think it will provide a convenient mechanism with which to move beyond my title in my relationships with SVBC members. I also think it will provide a valuable way for me to get input regarding what is important to individuals in the SVBC community. I hope that other staff and board members of SVBC will follow suit… and for members, we hope to soon host forums for people to share opinions and stories.