I kept Mr Tib in the sprinting gear & got in a good 32 miles in Shelby. Despite having to dodge a few unruly kids & having to slam the brakes into a complete stop because a group of adults thought the bike path was a good place for an extended chat, I had a good ride.

I have to avoid my regular entry to Shelby because 14th is still a Tube Killer with the construction.

I had a good walk with 3 languages but the wind was too much for the Halfbike so I stayed inside.

My very first involving a car. Had to dodge quickly & dumped Arachne & me on her on the grass. Zero damage & it’s actually far easier to crash on her than on a Fixie.

A good hour-long ride in 80°. I’ll need to find a way to tote water this Summer

Looking forward to many longer rides now that I have a good Street Pattern.

A short quick Aurora on a too too busy Monday

I finally got a replacement tube for the Halfbike — took the poor mechanic by surprise & he toiled over her construction for 30 minutes — and rode her home in Test-ride. She’s better than before.

So then I celebrated with 8.5 miles on Aurora until the final horse race.

A good day.

So took the Sprinting-Gear out in the wind for part of the old Wednesday route. I really wanted 48 miles but the legs are as yet not used to 14 teeth.

The Cottonwood is covering everything with puffy white cough-devils. I’ll need a few 31 milers anyway to get into 48 mile shape.

Weary legs so I kept the Valleys to high 40s low 50s rpm but stuck the peaks up to 70 to 75 rpm. Less like a desperate chase than a simple multiple rider pass.

I managed to kill another tube so I put the original rather heavy gold-colored front wheel on the light bike, increasing its weight enough that it’s pretty much as heavy as the heavy bike. Sigh.

The wind was relentless but not too strong Butão avoided Airport Sprintervals. On the back loop of Shelby Park I decided to take a few hills in the Sprinting-Gear and all went very well. Sometimes traffic around the High School up there can be inconducive to cycling.

My Stolen Goat jersey always attracts some attention.

So the roads were a mess. I rode inside & aimed at short flat sprints.

Ezra Pound says that power is best exhibited in restraint. I get it.

Sorry for the rhyme.

Weary-Leg pedaling with some very distinct Plateaus. It felt very much like pedaling home after 100 miles on the greenway.