The flags outside my office were whipping all around their poles this evening. So I didn't know what to expect as far as the winds were concerned. But within the last month I've found that stiff winds haven't bothered me as much as they use to. As long as the breezes don't antagonize my frosty fingers, muscling into the wind has become less of a chore. Granted I always enjoy a nice tailwind but headwinds don't seem to be the big hassle they use to be.
The roads were much drier than they were the previous evening. All the puddles froze over so some areas of the road were a tad slipperier than last night. The charge indicator on my Jet Lite head lamp was pretty low so I kept my light off while driving through the bright city streets.
The turn south of Oak Street Beach was a bit trickier too. What was wet and salty last night was now smooth and slick or crunchy and slick. I took this part especially slow. Again not many bicyclists out tonight. In fact I don't think I encountered any until north of Lawrence. As I biked by one young lady I startled her when I said hello. I just can't seem to do anything right these days.
I was glad I didn't run into the guy I pissed off in Evanston. That would have been really awkward.
I managed to wipe out on the Green Bay Trail in Kenilworth. Just as the trail turns toward Richmond the surface got really rough from frozen ruts. I slowed down for the turn but obviously not enough to prevent me from sliding out and scraping my right knee. Fortunately I only tore my worn out long underwear and some of my skin. My bike and my fleece pants were relatively unscathed.
Distance Traveled: 24.3 miles
Distance to date: 1726.8 miles
Price of gas: $2.38
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I installed a bear bell on my top tube. Natural movements make enough noise to notify people of my presence... or else I start singing or sneezing or even "coming around you." I've been thanked often for it, especially by older folks. (Welp, and now there's some other noise that does it, too.)
However! SOmetimes you just can't do anything right... and it isn't you. COuld be the alignment of the stars... could be that in this weather, people simply can't *believe* people are out on their bikes. Keep on truckin!
Or maybe I shouldn't have crept up quietly and shouted in her ear.
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