Win Lottery = New Bike
So what's your one indulgence for yourself after winning $220 million in the lottery? Why buy a new bike, what else? I only wish I had such a windfall to allow such indulgences. ;)
So what's your one indulgence for yourself after winning $220 million in the lottery? Why buy a new bike, what else? I only wish I had such a windfall to allow such indulgences. ;)
So I'm about a quarter of my way into my ride this morning when I turned onto Bear Ridge Road and began a small climb. As I sat down and looked up, there he was…somebody on a mountain bike swinging off my side of the road to get out of my way. As I've mentioned previously I often see a variety of fauna in the morning, including the occasional humanoid. But today was the first time I've been flagged down for help.
As I passed this guy, he yells something at me. I looked back and asked "What?". His reply was "I need help". Alright, so it's about 5am, still fairly dark and somebody weaving down the road towards you is asking for help…hmmm. Initial thought: "I hope he's not covered in blood from killing somebody!". So I pull over, stop and wait for him to get closer. As he's coming towards me he tells me he's lost and is trying to get to North Tonawanda. At this point I can see he's an obviously drunk young man who was a bit panicked. So now I'm a bit amused at his predicament and give him the directions he need…several times being his comprehension was not real good after an obviously long night. I'm assuming he's alright as I sent him down to my return route and I didn't run into him again. Ah, to be young and foolish again!
So this morning I got up at 4:15am, got dressed and went riding outside before work for the first time this season. I did get out and ride on both Saturday and Sunday in addition to my bonus early season ride, so I guess this is marks the start of another outdoor cycling season for me.
I've been hoping that I might be able to log more miles this year than I have in the past few years now that my little ones are out of the fussy at night baby age. I even got started again after the holidays sooner that I ever have. But this morning proved what I already knew; I'm old, fat and slow. Actually there are four parts to the cause of this morning not going well.
Must be disciplined and mentally strong!
Well, I've finally gotten back on my bike after nearly a three month layoff. This year was an unmitigated disaster for me when it comes to cycling. I took no long rides and had very little time on the weekends to ride. Then in September I got sick. Then I got busy. Then I got sick again. Then I was on vacation. Then I got sick —again! And all the while laziness settled in and the house started getting cold in the morning…a sure recipe for failure. Now with less than two weeks left in the year, I've suddenly found some motivation. This means very little for this year, but could be a good springboard into 2005. I now just need to stay motivated and overcome the cold floors and general lethargy in the mornings to maintain it. Must think strong.
I recently past 20,000 miles in my modern cycling career. Because of work and family commitments, most of my riding for the past several years has been (and continues to be) done in the wee morning hours. Nothing like being blasted out by the alarm clock at 4:15am to hit the road. One of the good and bad things about that is the various critters that you get to share your ride with. What follows is a rundown of what I generally see, the hazards the represent and some amusing encounters with them.
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I felt compelled to update this after this morning's ride added horses to the critter list! …more