Today is Halloween, and this seemed appropriate for the day.
You might not know it from this blog, but every now and then I do something that isn’t related to bicycling. On that note, I’ve setup another blog recently. This one is dedicated to the very specific theme of short stories that I’ve read and to nothing else.
It’s nothing special really, just short posts about short stories. They aren’t full reviews, only quick comments and maybe the rare insight, but don’t count on it.
Anyway, if you are interested go to The Storyphile and check things out.
Things didn’t come together this morning quite like I had in mind. First, last night I failed to gather my gear for cycling. This usually helps me in the morning so that I’m not searching through drawers in the dark. But…nope…didn’t do it. So this morning I’m running up and down the stairs trying to find the right undershirt to wear. And then I checked the weather and realized it was about ten degrees cooler than I thought it was, and I needed a little more gear…long fingered gloves for one.
After finally finding all the right clothing, I then started to put my saddle bag back on the bike and discovered the strap was broken. I unpacked the spare tube and tools and shoved them into one of my back pockets. It was at this time I discovered I didn’t have my spoke wrench. With all the problems I’ve been having with my rear wheel I kind of wanted to have that wrench along. I looked for ten minutes and never did find it. It’ll turn up eventually, but it was time lost this morning.
Then, I finally hit the road and was about four miles into the ride when I realized I didn’t put my phone in my back pocket. Crap, if I did have a breakdown I couldn’t call Marcella. I decided to keep riding, but not to roam too far out of town. I did some loops that kept me within what I felt was a reasonable distance from the house.
I only did 23 miles and averaged about 16.2 mph. Even so, my toes were a little chilly when I got back to the house. Now I’m drinking coffee and watching the CBS morning show. But I need to remember to get my act together prior to the morning I’m intending to ride. Especially as we head into the colder months and there’s more to carry and wear.
This is a photo of me crossing the finish line last Saturday at the Tour to Tanglewood. I’ve already summed up the event fairly well, I think, in previous posts, so I don’t have a lot more to add. But there are still pictures being gathered from various sources. This one was taken by the photographer hired by the event itself.
I wanted to give a heads up that as I get access to more photos…people email them to me and whatnot, I’ll be putting them up at Flickr, which you can get to by clicking on this photo, or look for the name Flickr in the sidebar of this page.
So keep checking over there for more photos if you are interested. Also note that at this point they will likely be primarily focused on me and mine. There are hundreds of photos of the event itself available elsewhere online, I’m just cherry picking now.
I hope everyone likes the new look. I’ve been meaning to do this for months and months, and somehow kept not being able to decide on a look that I liked and also feeling like I didn’t have the time to mess with it. But here it is and suddenly there was a theme that I felt comfortable with and—boom boom—it’s done.
Let me know if you find any features that aren’t working, or seem skewed for whatever reason. There very well could be something that I missed, but I think this is what the old blog will look like for a while going forward.