I always say don’t make plans, make options.
It’s been a week since I posted. I’m a little surprised about it. I had a bad cold for a week and then it got cold and rained every day. It was forty degrees Fahrenheit with hard rains. The fields around me were flooded and it was nasty. I got on the bike for a couple short cold rides but nothing significant. I decided that today would be the first real ride. I was excited and I was ready.
I got up and it was warm outside with a lot of wind, but no rain. Fantastic. I could handle a little wind. Notice in the pic on the right that there are gusts of wind at 24mph. Ok, not a problem.
I went to the MUP in Oberlin and started riding. The wind was tough but doable when a mile in I hit a pothole and got a flat tire. Damn, I tried to fix it and it didn’t hold so I went back to my car and decided to take the bike to Swerve Bike Shop in Oberlin. They are always nice to me.
On the way back to the car I saw one of the round buildings, The Oberlin Gas Lighting Company Gasholder Building. Since I was there I decided to take a picture of it with my bike. You get a picture of the bike, the building and my finger.
Then I went to Swerve where they fixed my tire, sold me an additional tube and adjusted my gears.
When I approached Pittsfield I decided that I needed to ride, to hell with the wind. I parked at the park in Pittsfield and decided to head into the wind toward Camden. The wind was brutal. It was like riding through molasses.
After a couple miles the wind shifted and started coming from the south. I had to tilt the bike into the wind to stay upright. One nice thing I noticed was that everyone was giving me plenty of room on this 55 mile per hour road.
I reached Camden and had enough. The wind was kicking my ass so I turned around. Just as I did I saw a Turkey Vulture eyeing me. I figured he knew more than I did. The ride back was so much easier.
Before I left the battery in my bike computer died so I used the cyclemeter app on my iPhone to keep track of things. This was a bit frustrating because I had no live display.
When I got back I found I only rode 6.31 miles. That was pathetic. It will get better. Combine it with the flat tire ride I put in 9 miles for the day. What can I say?