Folks at our Public Works department invariably pave roads & cover trenches with a hard eye on making cyclists’s lives more difficult. Today was the second time in 4 weeks that a road-razor flattened my rear tube. They fill the trenches in the center of the road (where the cars travel) completely but in the bike lanes they leave a valley & a sharp edge. Concentration is crucial but today I was eager to pass someone for a tiny bit of glory.
It was a good ride. My first in over 10 days. 60 isn’t the mew 40. 60 is 60 & things which formerly were less difficult are now very difficult. I’m ironing out the details of what will probably be the standard Tuesday Thursday Saturday (non Bank) route & so far I’m liking it. About 1300 feet of climbing with some flat places for some sprinting. I left in the mid 40 degrees & rode into the low 50s – my legs had 45 miles in them easily but I settled for 32.
I’m now expecting to have to dodge day-dreaming pedestrians.
I’m pretty sure they are setting up Me Sad Field for a Titans game tomorrow.
You can see just where my tube blew.
Ecbatan 