- Popped a spoke yesterday. Hope to get it fixed today, but in the meantime, I got the old bike (i.e. "Trek", i.e. "Edward" (according to my wife)) ready for today.
- That's the only real bad, other than I spent so long out there enjoying myself that I don't have time today for any writing. I'll plan on that for the rest of the week, though. Off the bike tomorrow.
- This is a little good and bad both: I'm faster on the old bike.
- Why is that? Is it because it's aluminum and lighter? (Probably) Is it because I pretty much only use one gear that generates a lot of speed since the gears are fucked and I've never bothered to fix them? (Probably)
- Yeah, I can't say I treated the old bike with as much care as I should've for the first couple of years...mainly because I didn't know how to, and also because the bike has been such a workhorse, it's never let me down (except when I try to change gears). But I've slowly learned how to take care of it, and now that I have two bikes, it's more important to make sure both are in good working order, just in case another spoke pops, etc.
- I'll fix those gears, too, soonish.
- But wow, so much faster! Although the ride was bumpy (aluminum frame) and the whole damn thing sometimes feels as if it's about to fall apart, it just keeps on trucking. So I got way out there today pretty easily, and turned for home. A nice descent back into Marshall.
- Twenty more miles. Twenty more miles. Twenty more miles.