It’s days like these in Seattle, when the sun finally comes out, that I realize how much I enjoy living here. During the lowest low of our record rain, snow, and ice, I hoped for a day like yesterday and watched the radar waiting for the sky to clear.
Out on the roads, the air was brisk and the sun warmed my tights. Old routes were good to ride and it was good to see my teammates from UBC, who I hadn’t seen since November of last year.
Today Pam and I will ride tempo south to the Kent golf course and back.
Last night I finally realized the true value of the bright headlamp: getting a left-turning driver’s attention. I was using the Princeton Tec Dual 3W LED while riding down a gradual hill in the bike lane. Despite all the lumens I was throwing out and my reflective clothing - a driver turning left from the center turn lane apparently didn’t see me. As he started his turn I grabbed the brakes and looked at him. He hit the brakes and froze like a deer in headlights. He waved apologetically for not seeing me and we both continued on our way. Without the helmet light - I think it would have been a different ending to the story.
Cyclists come up with all sorts of ways to suffer through training, especially indoors. This year in rain-soaked Seattle, I’ve set an all-time personal record for riding inside, and have timed my workouts to repeats of Law and Order. Starting at the doink doink, I’ll get the Cosmos going, usually have a rest cycle during the commercials, and ride on through until the heinous crime is solved.
Nick at 53x11 composes music for his rides, some cyclists watch entire stages of Le Tour, the best of police chases, or a movie. My wife Pam finds the most gossipy skinny-model trash TV programs and noted that if MTV actually played music videos. she’d watch those.
How do you get through the trainer grind?