Overheard at the bike to work breakfast on Monday

"did you ride?"
"No, I drove. I don't bike in the rain"

Me, I'm feeling pretty smug and pleased with myself.  I had the day off, and I biked down to the kickoff breakfast for our Bike to Work week anyway.  But when I woke up at 6am that day I could hear the rain coming down pretty hard, and I thought maybe I'll just stay in bed, I'm sure they'll get along fine without me.  Soon the rain lightened up, though, so I hauled myself out of bed and "geared up" as they say. Put on some rain pants over baggy shorts and biked on down. By then the rain had almost stopped and I discovered the rain pants and jacket were overkill. Enjoyed the breakfast, and got to go for a short ride afterwards.

Dogs on the beach

A few pics from our trip to Oregon last week without the bikes, but with the dogs. Dash and Scout - two hard partying dogs.

Slight disconnect at Powell's in Portland

which two items don't go together?

We were in Portland last weekend and I made a quick visit to Powell's Books to pick up some light reading material. It may be a little ironic, but I already had the Bicycle Times issue that was there so I picked up both Just Ride and Bicycling magazine (which have competing views on carbohydrates, among other things). Didn't notice Just Ride was autographed until I left the store - woo hoo. (Actually didn't know who Grant Petersen was until maybe last year). Both seemed good for flipping through randomly, which seems to be the way I read as I get older.

It was a little odd being in Portland without our bicycles, but we didn't want the hassle of dealing with dogs, luggage and bikes on the back of the truck. Almost got a Tern folding bike at REI but it was the Uno and I'm not familiar with the other options available in folding bikes so passed on it. Wasn't sure if we had enough room for it. Also almost picked up a nice orange single speed from the downtown Bike Gallery (seemed like a good shop, by the way), but was sure I couldn't fit it in or on the truck unless I tied it to the top of the truck bed cover. Shoulda left the bike rack on the truck before we left.

TJ Meenach Drive on Bloomsday

If you're from the Spokane area, you're probably well aware the big foot race/fun run/walking party called Bloomsday happened Sunday.  I was able to ride down TJ Meenach Dr. to cheer on my wife and a few others as they ran up Doomsday hill. The above was a nice sight and a nice ride - the road closed off to traffic. Plenty of room to maneuver for a biker like me who can only brake with one hand.

So Many Choices

hey long time no hi-C. Not much going on here, but this is all I got, something I started and abandoned before my little hand problem.

Drop bar, flat bar, swept-back bar, chopper style.

Cycle Chic - "Style over Speed"; Vehicular Cycling - "fast, efficient"; Try to follow most rules of the road but don't stop fully at stop signs when it's clear (just like cars do); Just ride

Bike Specific clothes, racing kit, street clothes, combination Street and Bike.

Clipless pedals, platform pedals, half and halfs

caliper, disc, v-brake, no brakes.

Sit up, hunch over, relaxed, aggressive position.

Mountain, urban, racing, road, touring, hybrid, rando.

26, 29er, 700c, 27x1&1/4, 650b, skinny, wide

10 speed, single, 24, 28, 20

triple crank, double, single

I give up, there's just too many possibilities to list all of them. But they all seem to be good.

It became a habit

Somewhere, in one of those bicycle magazines in an article on one of those training plans that I never follow, I read it takes so many times or days of doing something to develop a habit.  Can't remember how many times, but I just googled "habit" and one guy claims the number is 66.  I'm a bit skeptical of claims like this, so I like this answer I also found on the internet: It depends.

I don't know how long it took me, but somewhere along the line it became a habit to get up in the morning and ride to work.  Like others, I started bike commuting a few days a week. I'd wake up and think...do I want to ride my bike today?  Oh I don't know, I'll have to get my bag ready, maybe bring a change of clothes, check my bike.  Maybe not today.

But then I figured out I get to and from work in about the same time it takes to drive to work and park, or take the bus, or get a ride to work from my wife.  And it's cheaper - well my wife doesn't charge for driving me to work, but I usually take the bus home after getting a ride to work. And it's funner than riding the bus or driving.   It's funny - I might be tired after a long day of work, but once I get moving on the bike I wake up a bit.

So I learned to have my bike and bag always ready to go.  I get up in the morning like normal, shower, make a lunch maybe and throw whatever else I need in the bag and get on the bike and ride.

Well, I wrote this before I broke the little bone in my hand, but my bike and bag are still ready to go whenever I am.

A Boxer's Break

damn.stupid.I am not a very good poster boy for biking. 

Some studies show bike commuters are more healthy and take fewer sick days. Then there's guys like me.


The details - Well I was just crossing Maxwell at Elm St, going south, on my way to work last Tuesday. I usually turn left onto Maxwell, but something about a truck going north on Elm St made me decide to go straight, even after he'd signaled a left turn and was waiting for me to cross the intersection. Which I did. But then what do I do? After I clear him, I suddenly go oh let's turn left. Bad idea - don't know if I turned too sharp and/or hit some gravel, but I went down. It's amazing how hard you can hit the ground at a slow speed! landed on my side and hand. Knocked the wind out of me. Looked at my hand and it didn't look so good. Thought should go to urgent care. 


Went to work instead. Muddled my way through the day until 3pm when it was time to go to my previously scheduled appt at Rockwood Dermatology. Man, 4th Ave is bumpier than I remember it. RN Theresa examines my hand and tells me I have what's called a boxer's fracture. Great. She calls X-ray and urgent care for me and I head over to the main clinic where X-rays confirm her diagnosis. No cracks in my ribs but they sure are painful.


So I'm out 6-8 weeks, depending on what the hand specialist that I see tomorrow says. Cruel fortune - made it through winter and I crash on a nice spring day. It doesn't help that people like Kent's Bike Blog and 26InchSlicks are posting terrific biking pictures as part of the 30 days of biking. That John Wayne Trail sure looks inviting.


Well, I'm still hoping to do STP and maybe a few Wednesday Night Mountain Bike races. We'll see.


The bike is ok, just a little torn up handle bar grip.