Tacky Implosions

I wasn't going to ride today... but it was sunny, and temps were going to be like 50! How could I not escape the house for at least a short square? So I hurriedly stuffed my ass into the bibs and got on the layers (since it was still only in the low 40s when I left), BUT put on a REGULAR shoes. NO Munster Boots! Sweet.

Tip sheet to remind me of some key roads, so as not to
end up in Canada, Ohio, or a Great Lake of your choice.

So out the door with the CX bike (again), to some pavement, then to some dirt, and of course spring mud. Much of it packed and tacky (see above), and much of it was sinking (see below), but the Jake was plowing through with all my girth behind it, so there was no real issue.

Be the worm.

Found some nice little rollers on some new sections of road, didn't avoid many embedded dirt road pot holes, then hit the pavement to get back home PDQ. A super short 25 miles, but a super short 25 miles is better than 0 miles on a sunny day after the winter we've had.

As I rolled through campus on my way home I could hear the warning signs of unhappy spokes. Sure enough, when I got home and checked I have about 6 loose spokes on the Mavic Aksiums. These wheels just do NOT like rough roads. Sure I hit my share of pot holes with 'em, they can't be avoided at times, but damn you put wheels on a cross bike, you would think they would be a bit tougher. I guess they're more for cross courses and not not pot holed, bombed out Michigan farm roads. Another reason to ride my mountain bike! ;)

On the subject of my girth... (we were talking about it, right?)... I haven't weighed myself in a while, I had started some medication, and there was the potential for some weight gain, and I just didn't want to deal with seeing the numbers on the rise again. But to my surprise it was about 4 pounds lower than the last time I weighed in, and I am (at least for today) out of the clydesdale class! WOOT!! WOOT!! I guess there is something to be said for getting OUT of the freaking gym and ON the freaking bike.

Later.