Thirst Quenching
Lesson learned: be vigilant rinsing your bike water bottle, and don't neglect the cap. That distinct Palmolive taste isn't exactly thirst quenching.
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Blood Mountain Loop, II
Did the Blood Mountain loop again, this time with a GPS on the stem: ~35mph downhill, a depressing 5mph crawling up. Lake Winfield Scott was drained three feet. Also, Maker's Mark turns out to be smooth stuff, and it nicely complemented my popcorn.
Packing for BAAM
My Osprey Atmos 35 arrived and it really is small, which is exactly what I want. I started stomping gear into it to see how close I'm cutting it for the bike-across-America trip. Once the maintenance kit, flip-flops, food and gadgets go in, it'll be tight.
2nd Training Session ... 1st Day of Hill Training
After my Silver Comet partner dumped me, I activated Plan B: thirty-six miles of huffing up Blood Mountain and soaring back down, roughly 3,100 feet of ascent. Based on the riders who passed me, I still have a lot of work to do.
2nd Training Session ... 1st Day of Hill Training
My Silver Comet partner dumped me, so I activated Plan B: the Blood Mountain ride. Thirty-six miles of huffing up hills and soaring back down, with a final descent of banked turns, flying trees, and deafening wind. Next time, the helmet cam comes along.
First Bike Repair
Six miles from the car, my left cleat snapped in half and I powered back on one leg, grateful I wasn't twenty miles out on the Silver Comet. I replaced it myself at Alpha Bikes. I can't wait until I have to deal with spokes and chains.
Let the Training Begin
First official day of training: forty miles on the Silver Comet trail. The bike upgrades worked perfectly. I need work. To finish the Southern Tier in a month I'll have to average a hundred miles a day, which is probably a bit optimistic.
Southern Tier
My bike has been upgraded like Michael Knight's Trans Am: new wheels, tubes, tires and pedals. Now I just need to pick a start date for the ~3,000 mile Southern Tier trek from St. Augustine to San Diego, and figure out how to carry everything.
Craptastic
The GPS handlebar mount arrived before I noticed the one-inch limit, so zip ties it is. Then a midnight ride got me hopelessly lost in a golf-course community, where I met high schoolers toilet-papering houses with far too many followers and too few leaders.
[Queen] Bicycle! Bicycle! I want to ride my bicycle, ... [/Queen]
I bought a bicycle today, a consolation prize for canceling my May climbing trip for an employer. The bike shop people were phenomenally nice; gun shop owners could take a lesson. Now does anyone make an iPad bike mount?