Archive for July, 2009
Friday, July 31st, 2009
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| It’s the TIVO controller and, NO, we didn’t need it. Jeanne discovered it in her hand as she stored away her personals on the bike, e.g. phone, keys, ID. The controller must have been nearby on the table when she grabbed the lot of them.
We had a nice family ride, a short but fun 10 miles. We asked our new neighbor Alice to go along and she did, riding Jeanne’s EZ-1. She seemed to enjoy it and I think she’ll go again. She has a bike, just not a recumbent. I think she may be a convert. Yesterday, she rode in the driveway a bit to acclimate. However, I didn’t think she was ready for the ride from home, not with the Friday early-morning traffic, so, I put the EZ-1 in Alice’s truck and followed her on my Stratus XP. I pulled into the parking lot as she was parking, hitting 24 mph along the way. Jeanne, Kurt, and Kevin left a minute or two before but were not there and we didn’t pass them so they must have taken a slightly different route. Well, in any event, here’s everyone ready to start at the USM trail head, sans me.
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| And sans this guy. I saw him yesterday but much further down the trace toward Sumrall. Not the kind of thing you want on an introductory ride and I didn’t mention him to the riders (except Jeanne, earlier). It just didn’t come up. Oh, for goodness sakes, I see snakes on the trail all of the time. They’re usually friendlier, but this guy shook his tail at me; It might have had something to do with me throwing part of a post at him to move him along, all 5 feet of him (maybe it was just 4 feet but I didn’t have a tape measure with me). |
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Tuesday, July 28th, 2009
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| Here’s Jeanne on her orange/black bike in her orange/black outfit wearing her orange/black helmet during the ride yesterday. The helmet was red, didn’t match. She asked me to paint it, or did I volunteer; She is very good at making me think I volunteer. In any event, I think the new color aids visibility. Sorry about the motion blur.
Here’s my description of the painting as I described it on BROL.
“We went to Home Depot, she picked out the paint and we got home just before dark; well, the sun was below the shop roof. I rushed it because we were ridding in the morning and she wanted to wear it. I washed the helmet, rubbed the surface with a coarse cloth, masked with tape, and set up a work area outside. Then … crap. I rushed too much. I usually spray a tiny bit, work on something else as it dries in the sun, stray some more. But, it was getting dark. I created some paint runs. I wiped it off. What a mess. I sprayed again going a little slower. It did not look so good. I was sick over it. Jeanne hugged me and said it looked good. It did not. She is so sweet. However, after it dried I removed the tape and buffed it. It did not look so bad, especially if you did not look close. In the morning with sun on it it looked really good. So, when you see us don’t look too close.” |
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Jeanne’s ride was short. I think she was tired from the weekend trip to the Neshobe County Fair, so, we turned at Jackson Road for a 10 mile ride, resting there for awhile. One thing I like about the Long Leaf Trace is meeting people. We met this family group at the turnaround, mom, dog, two daughters. Mom had a real nice English accent. Jeanne told her about spending a summer of study in England. The oldest daughter needed to use the rest room but just had to go in all by herself. When she came out she performed for us a bit, dancing about, ignoring her mom’s encouragement to get back aboard. As they finally rode on we headed home. I put Jeanne’s bike in the bike barn and then headed out for some additional riding, another 32 miles. If it had not happened just that way the timing would not have been right for me to meet James and Manda at Clyde Depot.
James remembered me from USM. I remembered him as being one of the best students we’d ever had. I mentioned that and Manda said he was always a 100% kind of guy. Actually, he was a 100%+ kind of guy, doing much more that meeting requirements. They were doing a shorter ride than normal for them as because of a dental appointment. I enjoyed the visit, especially seeing them as a couple. |
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Sunday, July 26th, 2009
There is a post on bentrideronline.com asking for suggested recumbent-rider movie plots, with a moral. Here is my reply:
Plot
1. Old, fat, bearded guy (or gal but without the old, fat and beard part) unknowingly crosses the starting line just after a road race begins.
2. Passes everyone
3. Beats everyone to the finish
4. Stops at the finish because of the press of the crowd
5. When told he (she) won the race exclaims “What race?”
6. Then when asked what he (she) attributes his (her) speed to says that it was just too crowded on the road to get out of 2-4.
Moral
“In this case 2-4 is the proper gear; the equivalent 3-2 would be cross chaining.”
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Monday, July 20th, 2009
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This weekend’s rides were well coordinated, for one of us anyway. So much so that I imagined the following conversation:
Stranger: What bikes do you have? Jeanne: Well, I have one to match my orange outfit and one to match my blue.
Saturday was an orange day and Sunday a blue. Most rides will have an orange theme but Sunday she wanted to ride her old bike in order to compare it to the new. She says she will always love the EZ-1 but will probably only occasionally ride it. She likes the new Tour Easy more and observes that less effort is required for the same results. Part of this is due to the Tour Easy’s lesser weight, 30 pounds vs the EZ-1’s 39 pounds. After experiencing the difference that weight can make, especially in acceleration, she wants to try the P-38 again. It only weighs 26 pounds. I guess the EZ-1 will mostly rest in the bike barn awaiting a guest rider. It is a great learning bike.
About bike shoes: They are not the same as regular shoes, they have a stiffer sole. The stiff sole spreads the pressure across the bottom of the foot which is especially important with the use of very-small-surface pedals such as those designed to use cleats. Also, some people say that a soft sole absorbs too much energy when compressed on each stroke. In any event, the stiff sole seems to contribute to a condition called "hot foot". However, there are some things you can do to relieve this unpleasantry, e.g.
1. Wear shoes that allow your feet to expand as they swell, e.g. sandals
2. Adjust tightness of straps
3. Use soft inserts; to heck with inefficiency
4. Pull up on the up stroke to temporarily relieve pressure
5. Massage your feet at rest stops as Jeanne is doing in the photo above.
I’m usually not bothered by it anymore (except on really long rides); seems to improve with riding experience. I wear sandals, as does Jeanne, and practice methods 2 and 4 above when I feel a hot spot developing.
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Kevin Rides Again on the Sunday ride. It has been 1 or 2 years since he has ridden. We held the distance to about 8 miles since he has lost most of his recumbent muscles. He is motivated to get back into riding shape and wants to ride again during the week, probably Thursday (he now works on Sunday). His trike, unlike mine, has two wheels in the back and is called a Delta Trike.
Mine is called a Tadpole Trike and has two wheels in front of the third. Mine also has under-seat steering whereas his has above-seat steering. He sits high and more upright; I sit low and more laid back. His is easier to get into and out of; mine is faster because of reduced aero-drag. His has slightly bigger wheels (20 inch dia.); wish mine did as some tadpoles do.
Here they are, side by side (please click on the thumbnail). The pile of leaves in the background is were I park the bikes to lubricate the chain. The leaves absorb the overflow.
On a previous ride I overheard a road-bike rider proclaim that my wheels (16 inch dia.) were about the size of the ones on the trailer he pulls behind his bike. I guess size does matter.
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Our Saturday ride was brightened by meeting Mark and Dawn, a charming and positive couple. They were out for a run which is obviously agreeing with them. |
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Thursday, July 2nd, 2009
I just posted this on BentRiderOnLine. It refers to a ride back in the early spring.
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I was riding along on my Stratus XP having a great time, doing about 16 mph on a flat section of the Long Leaf Trace. As many of you know, 16 is not a big deal on the XP, not with a fairing, Q-rings, and Aerotrunk. I was looking around, watching out for rabbits and squirrels, taking in the spring weather, and checking my mirror now and then although there were not too many people on the trace that day.
During one such glance in the mirror I noticed a speck, way back. Didn’t remember passing anyone. A little later I noticed the speck was a lot closer, looking more like an inverted exclamation mark; coming up fast. I mean really fast, too fast for me to outrun on the flats. I figured I’d been wabbitized and decided to have a carrot. When the rider was about a hundred yards back I started easing it on up. I was in 3-7 so had two gears to go and a long ways from max heart rate. I shifted, leaving one more gear, and concentrated on circular foot work and a higher cadence. I wanted it to seem that it was just taking a little longer to catch me than he’d anticipated. My heart rate was going up but he was still too far back for my move, i.e. too soon for my sprint and, thus, too soon for the cherry gear (you know, the sweet one on top). The right time would be when he moved over for the pass but before he announced it. I wanted him to think he had it made, a piece of cake. I also wanted him close enough to hear the gear change. He was almost there and I was ready, doing 20+ by that time. I figured I could hit 23 or 24 as he passed but would not be able to hold it very long on the flat. My heart rate was way beyond zone 3, probably getting close to zone 5. I could see his smiling face in the mirror, looking like a friendly guy. I think he figured something was up. I shifted, pushed and pulled on the petals and brought his closing speed to a creep. I think he had spent more than he had intended. I’m sure he had no idea how close to the red line I was. Funny thing though, I was not hurting, no discomfort, and was not breathing too hard. I was going to be able to great him with a calm, matter-of-fact “Nice Day”, except that is not what I was to say. As he slowly passed me looking over with a big grin at my big grin:
Me: I thought I’d make you work for it.
He: Thank you.
I dropped back to cruising speed. It was a great day for a ride. There was a speck ahead of me on the trail, getting smaller.
(Mostly as I remember it with some creative editing to fill in the details)
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We met again later at Bassfield, after his turn around. I enjoyed meeting, talking, and riding with him, even if briefly. I keep looking for him on the trace, I’m a little faster now. |
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