Well, the month of June certainly ended with a bang - literally.
Thought I’d be able to nudge the year over the 2K mark before the month ended, but Monday’s homebound commute got cut short, and I don’t count ambulance miles. Good thing I decided not to be a hand model. (Of course, there’s probably some specific sub-genre that my newly detailed hand would be good for, but maybe I’m better off not knowing about such things…)
Saw a variety of scenery this month (here, here and here) and managed to get some decent rides in despite a little travelling.
Notched 384 miles on 17 and a half rides. Had felt pretty good for most of last Saturday’s hottin’ up ride, which was a 50 mile fixed loop. Only 3 yoga class sessions, but more walking and hiking. I guess I’m working up my nerve to start running (pre-cross-time!)
Again, all Quickbeam-fixed miles, except for one loop on the MB1.2009 Bikey Miles So Far - 1955
Posted by: The Cyclofiend @ 10:05 am
Didn’t mean for this to become an appendage-focused theme or anything, but I spent last evening getting my neck, shoulder and hand x-rayed and finger sewn up.
Seems it’s never a good idea to let someone suddenly open up their truck door into you and try to use your finger as the padding. Especially when you are underway in your lane, heading for home at the end of day. Go figure.
As I mentioned on the Flickr page,
you do get a nifty bracelet. And tie-job.
Other salient facts:
About a dozen stitches to sew up a pretty good laceration. Caught it
all on the paw and then tumbled. Got to ride in an ambulance on a back board with
neck brace until the xray’s convinced ‘em no bone breakage. Shoulder,
neck and hand were concern. The police have the quickbeam so I won’t
know until I pick it up today. Feel like I’m typing with mittons. Pretty stiff and sore today.
More later, got some errands to do, obviously.
…and other random thoughts.
A week ago Sunday, I stepped upon a bee whilst trying to quickly coil up a hose in the backyard. Hurrying, focused on where I was trying to go rather than where I was, supremely noncognizant of the fact that whenever the yard gets watered, bees come out in force enjoying the micro-humidity. So, there I was, one clearly articulated anglo-saxon construction later, watching the arch of my foot swell up. Since I was fishing rather than riding, it was annoying. But, I did learn that whatever other skills Long John Silver had, staying upright on one foot while on a rocking boat was a mad skill he owned.
So then the following evening, while trying to let in the neighbor’s cat (which we were tending to) after dark, while again barefoot, the tips of my toes found the odd lumpy bit of rough concrete in which must have held up a deck many years ago. It, of course, hadn’t moved in the entire time we’ve lived here, but it had dropped out of my mental map of the yard. In my defense, it was 2 am, and the lights were (cleverly) not on.
Luckily for my personal relations, I managed to wonder why water had gotten all over my foot and toes before I climbed back into bed, turned on the bathroom light and observed, “hmmm, that’s a fair amount of blood…”
The end result of these clever actions was a truly awkward pedaling style for half of last week. It did get me out of the habit of generally using the tip of my left foot when I stop. The discomfort reminded me that if the feet aren’t happy, cycling is not terribly comfortable.
But, by Thursday, the swelling had morphed into the fun itchy-itchy feeling, and the toes didn’t leak while switching from downward dog to plank during yoga.
The tail end of the week brought some actual summer-type heat with it. I tried to loop down to the bridge and back without pausing too much, but finally had to get out of the 98-degree heat briefly at about two and a half hours. Still, it was the first hot day I can recall in a long time. The blast of sea breeze at the GG Bridge felt great.
Athough, I do think it set up a bit of a shock when I headed back north to the warmer conditions.
Sunday evening I headed up to China Camp for a trail loop on the MB-1Singlespeed. Spent the first 15 minutes of the ride feeling like there was something seriously wrong with the back end of the bike. Then realized that for the past 20 or so rides, I’ve been on the fixed-gear rigged Quickbeam. Although I did end up adding a bit of pressure to the rear tire, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the 26″ wheeled (559) rig felt entirely like a scooty little monkey bike.
It’s nice when you feel undergeared and unable to disconnect your tires from the trail.
Anyway - gotta get to work. Just been in a habit of not writing and wanted to amend that behavior.
Just a quick squib off of the mojo wire this morning -
S.F. planning board moves bike plan forward
Friday, June 26, 2009
(06-25) 21:47 PDT SAN FRANCISCO
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As expected, the San Francisco Planning Commission certified the
Environmental Impact Report for the city’s far-reaching bike plan.
night’s unanimous vote was needed to move the plan forward. The
proposal now goes before the San Francisco Municipal Transportation
Agency governing board for consideration Friday.
Implementation of the San Francisco Bicycle Plan, which calls for
striping an additional 34 miles of bike lanes on city streets and
making other improvements intended to make the city safer and more
convenient for cyclists, has been held up by court order. A Superior
Court judge issued an injunction three years ago to halt the plan until
a thorough environmental review was conducted.
Critics of the plan said they intend to appeal the Planning Commission’s decision to the Board of Supervisors.
The only thing that baffles me is exactly who would be a critic of said plan…
Thinking about arcs tonight. Graceful, beautiful arcs.
It started on this evening’s trail jaunt. After being snagged into a mildly unnecessary meeting today, I missed out on connecting with a visitor to this fine region. That got me a bit grumbly for a while, but maybe it just wasn’t in the cards for this time. The meeting pushed back the more pertinent projects that I should have been addressing, which in turn had me working later than I’d planned. Suddenly realizing that it was later than it should have been, I blasted away from work and punished myself a bit to hustle home. For the evening yoga class.
Yes, I was hurrying and stressing to get to yoga on time.
There’s a message in there somewhere.
Got home to find that my wife had learned that our instructor would not be there, and the Evil Twisty Lady from Tuesday night would be leading the class. E.T.L. had appeared at the last class, covering for the regular person. The regular instructor is very, very good - intutive, careful, aware and mindful that she is leading a beginning class. E.T.L. had us doing moderately advanced stuff right out of the gate, all of which seemed to morph into some type of spinal twist. This left me all too aware of a bad spot in my neck which hadn’t hurt for a while, but was now.
Which meant that I was wholeheartedly in favor of my wife’s decision to skip the class.
And I managed to get a little grumpy then too, as it would have been better to work another half hour, finish things and not get all kerfuffly trying to be home at a specific time. Of course, it then dawned on me that I could dump my bag, put on some arm warmers and head back out again. This helped me to be less of a grump. Which, of course, allowed me to see I’d been more of a grump than was necessary.
Luckily, grumpiness whithers under scrutiny and laughter.
So, I hit the road, aided by a tailwind and the solar power of the descending sun. Was thinking that a loop around the point would be nice, but upon reaching China Camp, it was obvious that the Jack Brown tires were clamoring for a little trail dust in their teeth. By this time the grump arc had reached zero again, which meant that for the purpose of the measurement phase, it had ended.
Arcs continued to keep my attention as I rode. The trails have hardened up, and the oscillations of the bike were definite. My body, however managed to float above it, and I found myself thinking about the arc it made as the Quickbeam dropped down into dips and bumps.
I thought about arcs of power and accelleration.
That thought seemed to get at the crux of singlespeed riding in general and fixed-gears on trails in particular. By this time, I was having a grand old time, hitting it hard when line of sight allowed, nipping the crux line on smooth, fat tires, feeling the bike move to hug the trail as I hovered above it, offering all manner of body english to keep the pedals moving and things heading the right way.
The Quickbeam has a 14 tooth fixed cog, so with the large chainring, it measures out at around 77 gear inches. This means that there are times when my cadence is probably, I don’t know, around 12 or so rpms. (For example, with a quick visit to the Sheldon Brown Gear Calculator, 40 rpms in this gear is slightly more than 9 mph.) There’s plenty of power, but little ability to accellerate.
(As I type this, it seems that there may be a Trail corollary to the “Climbing Gears” in a fixed system. I’ll have to ponder that some more.)
This became clearer while rolling up on a mixed group of coastable mtb-folk. I’m sure they climbed a bit higher earlier in their ride, and now were happily twiddling away in a refreshing low gear. After working my way past the tail end members of the group, the leaders fell into alpha-male mode and protected the honor of those I had passed by increasing the pace. (Which I completely understood. Who the heck wants to get passed by some dorky guy wearing a sweater riding a smooth-tired road bike with luggage on it and a bottle in a frame mounted cage. Plus, I’m still running fenders with green tweed flaps.) They moved away quite easily at first, maxed out their spin in the 36/32 combo and bought a couple of gears with their clicky bits.
The topography helped me out a bit by easing slightly down. This is where the acceleration arc abruptly changed. There’s a magic point where speed and cadence suddenly give way to some weird turbo boost and I went from 20 yards off their tail to contemplating the hairs on the back of the other rider’s neck in a quick hiccup. Just another example of what the first person I ever knew who rode singlespeeds told me, “On a singlespeed, you are either going very slow or very fast.”
They veered off and took to the road. I kept on the trails and dirt, playing in those combinations of speed and cadence that suddenly gave acceleration. Playing is good.
I just love that part of the arc.
This crossed my inbox the other day courtesy of the fine folks over at Access4Bikes.com - Another glimmer on the horizon, crack in the brick wall or some other metaphor indicating that old paradigms may finally be breaking down. Specifically, they’ve been working for some time to permit limited cycling access to Bill’s Trail in Samuel P. Taylor Park to bikes. I’ve hiked this trail and personally support this idea demonstrating that well constructed trails can be shared by all users. It would make a really nice connector for mixed terrain rides, to be sure.
Letters of support are needed NOW. Deadline for comments is June 26th. IMBA is helping get the word out by mounting a National Campaign. You can go to the IMBA website and fill out their form.
It is quick and easy. I managed to do it before I had any coffee -
Bill’s Trail Comment Page at IMBA.com
The rest of the text below is copied from the email I received. The salient info is included and did I mention that the the deadline to comment is June 26, 2009?
Take Action! Tell California State Parks you support their decision to open Bill’s Trail to bicycles. The commentary period ends on June 26.
Or send your own email to Roy McNamee at: rmcnamee@parks.ca.gov before June 26th.
Additional Information on the Proposal
California State Parks has announced a proposal to open singletrack for mountain biking in Samuel P. Taylor Park, Marin County. The agency plans to permit bicycle use on the 4-mile Bill’s Trail segment on alternate days and is soliciting public comment on the project.
This landmark opportunity is the direct result of more than three years of partnership building with the parks department by IMBA California, Access4Bikes and the Bicycle Trails Council of Marin. A successful opening of Bill’s Trail will set the stage for bicycle access to several other singletrack trails in Marin.
Bill’s Trail
Located within the Mt. Tamaplais watershed in Samuel Taylor State Park, Bill’s Trail winds through native ferns, wildflowers and hazelnut trees. It averages a reasonable 7-percent grade, and its six switchbacks provide riders with multiple views of the surrounding landscapes. While it is expected that bike access on Bill’s Trail will be limited to alternate days at first, the parks department states that this stipulation will be open to further review.
A small number of local hiking and equestrian groups have vowed to fight against any new access for mountain biking in Marin County, despite plentiful evidence that well-designed trails can be successfully shared by various user groups, and that mountain biking is a sustainable, low-impact form of recreation. “I think that, broadly speaking, the community of trail users in Marin is ready for this,” says IMBA California Policy Advisor Tom Ward. “We have seen great success with our volunteer mountain bike patrol program there. Mountain bikers care deeply about protecting the gorgeous trails and natural areas in Marin, and we will continue working with like-minded groups.”
Thank you for taking the time to be active.
Not the most impressive of months. Out-o-town trips and class/family committed weekends kept anything like a long ride from happening. Still, managed to keep the commutes sharp and snuck in a few cheap miles here and there. Not feeling too spunky after a steady week of riding (yeah…the day after I wrote about how good I felt - shoulda been a clue right there…) and have event tomorrow for which I need to be on top of my game, so coasted all last week to ensure prime condition.
Right about 233 miles with a measley 11 “riding days”. Ouch. That hurts to read in print.
All Quickbeam-fixed miles, except for one loop on the MB1.
6 Yoga Sessions (and it’s continuing to help). No running.
2009 Bikey Miles So Far - 1571
Ok, I get it. There’s no money in the state these days. But, closing 200 or so of the California State Parks? Really? That’s the best you could come up with? How about suspending the pay of the state legistlature?
oooooh this gets me grumpy!
From the California State Parks Foundation website -
“Just this week, the Governor announced a new proposal to eliminate
state funding for our state park system – which will close more than
80% of the 279-unit state park system. His proposal to cut $143
million from our state parks is 10 times worse than last year’s
proposal. CSPF is kicking off the Save Our State Parks campaign again,
and we need your help to take action TODAY and tell the Governor and
your state legislators that gutting funding to state parks is
unacceptable.
Next Tuesday, June 2, the Legislature’s Budget
Conference Committee will consider this proposal. State park advocates
need to make their voices heard RIGHT NOW. Your contact to your
legislators is critical.
petitions to Sacramento and stopped him from closing 48 parks. We can
make a difference…again.”
As you’d guess, there’s a petition -
http://ga3.org/campaign/budget_may09
Whatever else single speed cycling is, it often shows only your weaknesses. You spin like a madman to cover the flat distances and can’t quite maintain a cadence. You go anaerobic on steep inclines and walk.
But single speed cycling also gives back. Its praise honest. No distractions of gearing options and false optimism.
There are trails which don’t change. Or at least, they ascend at an angle which won’t change appreciably within my lifetime. A few months ago, the main climb of my local trail had me wondering about age, flagging strength and whether it might be time to change some gearing. I could do the work, but needed to loop out and pause to regain my breath, stop on the bridge to take a moment of recovery. Rode the whole thing out of the saddle at sort of an ugly, diesel-esque cadence, momentum hard to come by.
But last night, I nipped out as the sun set and ran the trails. Miles have been a bit hard to come by this month, so I wasn’t sure how it would go. But, I stayed seated and found power, raised out of the saddle and had the odd feeling of accelleration. In short, it felt fast, clean, good.
And therein lies the beauty of the single gear. Same gearing. Same trails. Some honest and direct feedback.
That tenuous feeling of grace. One of the reasons we ride.
Haven’t been taking too many photos on recent rides. Focus has been necessarily elsewhere of late, which means that I’ve had to sneak in miles a bit here and there. I think I got my battery sets mixed up, so when I did pull the pencam out, it made a warbling beep and frizzled out.
But on the way in this morning, there was a grand alignment of light, image and power sources, so when the feeling of efficiency and smoothness hit this morning, I remembered to take a few shots.
Nothing special. I mean nothing really in the Big Picture sense. Just a nice bit of road and smooth pedal stroke to start the day.
May has eased out of the gate with a bit of a saunter. Had classes over last weekend and still felt like I was fighting something, so I played the Costanza card and did the opposite of what I wanted to do - not ride. Wendesday was the first ride of the month - just a regular commute, with a nice little added loop option both directions as I was out the door early on both ends of the day. The Bay Area weather is still a bit nutty/goofy - gusty winds from odd directions, rain with the sun out, instant appearance of dark clouds. But, riding is an outdoor sport, and it felt good to stretch the legs.
What was interesting is that after only six yoga classes, things feel different on the bike. There were two or three places I noticed it. First, I was aware of the placement of my shoulder blades. One of the yoga instructors had mentioned the image of “tucking your shoulder blades into your back pockets” as a way to relax the shoulders and open the chest. This felt huge, and seems to be undoing a rolling forward of blades and shoulders. Though I don’t think I had gotten to the classic painful pose of shoulders up around my ears, it got things much more relaxed. This led to item number two: a sense of strength while in the drops of the handlebars, and easier breathing.
The third thing was slightly fleeting but definite. A while ago, I had fallen pretty hard on my left hip while out on the trails, resulting in a nasty hemotoma. After a couple years, the swelling has gone away and there are no dead spots in feeling. In yoga class, what was interesting is that my right hip was the one which seems noticeably tighter and less flexible. Must’ve overcompensated to that side when things were bad, plus it’s my dominant side. Anyway.
While riding home, I felt power down through my hips in a way that I hadn’t for since the tumble. It’s a bit difficult to explain, but it seems like the angle of the hips are slightly more open, which positions them just a bit differently on the saddle. When I apply power, it seems to come from the hip more than the leg - well, more precisely, I notice that it’s incoroporating the hips to the downstroke. Feels much more powerful and efficient. It didn’t always quite go that way, but as soon as I felt it, it reminded me of how it had been. Again, I’ll blame the yoga.
It made me realize how easy it is to have things slowly slide out of whack. Shoulders rolling forward. Hips pitching back. That whole mindfulness thing is really good. I’ll have to look into maintaining it.
Bit off a small chunk of the backlog last evening, and the Current Classics Gallery now has a few new entries. They start at 639 with a beautifully photographed Rawland Olaf, courtesy of Joe S. (who also landed an image in last year’s Cyclofiend.com calendar) -
Me… I’m riding in today for the first time in May. Seemed to have shaken whatever minor grunge had nicked me last week. Woke up seriously sore from last night’s yoga class. “Worked” sore - not damaged sore. Been bending and stretching in very non-cycling directions, which is a good thing. Have found that after pretty seriously bouncing off my left hip a couple years ago, I must’ve over corrected, and now find that there are some oddly tight and immobile aspects in my right hip.
Which is, I reckon, one of the reasons I’m doing this.
Kinda fell off my game the last couple of weeks, riding-wise. Didn’t stop riding, per se, but had both other priorities and a distinctly weird lack of energy. I’ll blame the weather a bit, as the temps dropped down to double-wool and a wind vest layers and the winds were just weirdly gusty after the ridiculously warm weekend mid-month. Still, that’s no excuse exactly. Heck, it’s no excuse at all. So, we’ve ended with a month mainly of errands and commute runs, with only one plus-50 mile jaunt on the docket.
On the non-grumbly side of things, I ended the month with my fourth yoga class (two per week), which has already helped a bit to unkink various bits and joints. Even helped me put today’s disappointment into something resembling perspective. The disappointment is not cycling related, and as such not particularly related to this space. And anyway, I think it’s going to work to my advantage a bit in the long run.
OK. That mystical paragraph behind us now, here are the numbers:
Shorter rides this month, but I could see that was the way things were shaping up, so probably harder efforts now and again. Right about 350 miles
in 17 “riding days”. All Quickbeam-fixed miles, except for one loop on the MB1.
4 Yoga Sessions. No running. Missed the SFR Russian River 200K as I was in class (not a yoga class) that day.
2009 Bikey Miles So Far - 1338
Picked this up off the MCBC Twitter feed - Sunshine Bicycles in Fairfax is great shop that’s been there as long as I can remember. Keep your eyes out and make these bikes too hot to keep.
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mountain bikes stolen in a break-in at about 1:30 this morning at our
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Finally managed to arrive in time to take a yoga class tonight. My wife and I have been wanting to attend this for a while, but just couldn’t quite manage to swing it. I’ve always liked to stretch, but just don’t take the time to do it. I don’t think I’ll ever want to own a mat or a block, but DANG - it was a seriously constructive hour and a half. Almost every move and pose was an anti-bike position, which meant a bit of popping and dekinking accompanied the effort.
But, now, a couple hours later, I feel better than I have in a long time. Whatever else cycling does for you, it also tends to reinforce itself, so you end up a little tighter here and there than is good for you. Breathing, centering, balance, relaxation and breathing. All good things.
The last couple weeks were a bit hectic and scattered. Through it all, I sensed that fabric was being folded and needles were coursing along seams. Sure enough, the Zugster Rando Bag 002 appeared via the electronic imaging machine. I kept looking at the photos and wondering how I could shake loose for a Quickbeam loop into the city to pick it up. After pretty much giving up hope of seeing my new bag in anything other than Flickr sets, Adam and I managed to connect late on Sunday at an undisclosed location where the delivery occurred. After shaking his hand about 23 times, we went our separate ways and I poked and prodded at the bag, which seemed a wee bit nervous about its future.
Just to assure it that it had nothing to worry about, I bumped around a little later than usual, rigging and setting the bag onto the Nitto Camper “Mini Front Rack” on the Quickbeam. I gotta say, as nice as I’d hoped it would look, Adam’s workmanship just made it sing -
The rack setup is not really ideal for it. It would easily work, mind you, but the rack has an angled loop at the rear which pulls it a bit toward the handlebar and makes it slightly tricky to work the cord release on the top flap (More precisely, it makes it a bit tricky to secure the loop - it’s doable, but there’s just things to work around.) The bag is maybe an inch shorter than the rack platform as well. I don’t want to make major modifications to this rack, because the Nigel Smythe Lil Loafer is sized perfectly for it.
You can kind of get an idea of what the rack is like here - 
The angled loop is set identically to the Mark’s Rack, which I use on the Hilsen - 
And, as I ponder these two images, it seems that it would be a reasonable thing to consider cutting the loop on a Mini-front or Mark’s rack, then reattaching it. And, since I’m cutting it anyway, it would probably make some sense to create a purpose-designed release system, such as the one Alistair Spence used on his Paramount - 
Which seems to be a lot about racks and not much about bags. Which wasn’t really my point when I started. One does tend to lead into the other, and I must admit, I hadn’t really thought much about the rack yet. I was just so psyched when Adam said he had a space in the queue that I just dove in.
Still, there are worse problems to have than pondering those possibilities.
In the meantime, with the regular bits that I bring on my commute - U-Lock, keys, snackies, mini-pump, a vest and some arm and knee warmers, my “be-seen” kit of reflective bits and a spare light and some other odds and ends - it seemed to very happily sit proud and square on the rack on the route to and from work. There’s a light coroplast stiffener which helps in the rigidization.
The bag itself is a custom Medium size - Adam sized the width down slightly from the standard dimensions. It fits just as hoped for, and once I move it slightly forward, things will be even more accessible. In the meantime, I’m enjoying the heck out of this bag - 
Got home late at the end of a longish week to see the full studio set of images of the Zugster Waxed Cotton/Canvas Rando Bag -
Mmmmmmmm-mmmmm!
This week has ended on a very nice note.
Adam at Zugster bags just posted the “hot-off-the-needle” photo of my new front rando bag.
Dang!
Can’t wait to see it in person…
More pix (and info) to follow, both from him and from me when I pick it up. Just had to post something.
Good steady riding this month, especially considering I felt like crud for a solid week. Only one semi-epic - the mixed-terrain ride to honor the ridiculously gorgeous spring weather last Saturday. Notched the belt at 66 miles on a variety of surface. Other than that, it was mostly shorter rides on a steady basis. Right about 370 miles in 16 “riding days”. What I recall we used to call “laying a base”. There were also 7 “sick days” which could be called “laying about.”
Quickbeam-fixed miles mostly. A couple of trail rides on the MB1, including tonight’s to end the month. The Hilsen was getting a new stem, and for some reason I managed to both cut the housing too short and not have any appropriate housing in the parts pile.
I’m actually pretty happy about the consistency. It’s been the most regular riding month in memory. Didn’t get to the gym but a couple times, and still haven’t gone out to run for it’s own sake. Sounds like an April goal, I reckon. Along with staying healthy and not fretting about it.
2009 Bikey Miles So Far - 989
“Steel frame bicycles have been making a resurgence in recent years with
the increase of the “fixies” around the country. Many of these were
once proud racing machines. Most are used for basic transportation in
college campuses and in cities by bike delivery riders. There could
not be a better testament to the durability of steel.”
Well, there ya go. Too bad it was only because folks have decided to have a “Steel Only” race that it’s getting some press. Fixed-gear lifestyle causing the resurgence? I don’t really think you can pin the tail on one donkey - there was the NAHBS for example, and perhaps a bit of reasonableness creeping into the mindset of cyclists who might not have liked the neighborhood where Ultralight Ave. and New Material Frenzy Drive intersected.
And of course (just to get all self-congratulatory and everything), there are some of us who didn’t think it ever left.
Article: Men of Steel Return to Racing