If you came here today to hear about this mornings ride and how it was a vast improvement from the other days back to back bonk fest….your going to be disappointed. Well, perhaps only slightly disappointed, I bonked but it was well into the ride and it was after I switched bikes. When I bonked I was ready for it with a steady dose of old school punk and sheer unadulterated anger. I started out as usual this morning on the Giant aka Mc Stealthy and was going at a pretty good pace despite the rain, and fog, and as added insult…. it was cold. Not horrid cold but lay on the Under Armor kind of cold. I got to about mile 11 and started feeling claustrophobic. I have eluded in the past to how Mc Stealthy is too small for me, how I am uncomfortably crunched up whist riding it. Today I had enough of it, turned around headed back to my garage for a bike change. I opened the garage and fought every desire to slam that damn bike up against the wall and stomp it until parts flew off of it. After a quick shoe change and a zero of the computer El’ Chupacraba was pressed into service.
Back down the road I head, the exact way I had come from, only this time I am lumbering along on the much heavier mountain bike. I really could care less right now to tell you the truth whether I am on a road bike or a mountain bike, I have no illusions of racing or competing and I have resigned myself to the fact that I am probably doing more harm that good by stuffing myself atop that road bike that is too small for me. I do however like…no I love, the feeling of sliding down the road on a smooth rolling machine designed to glide over the concrete. I continue on my ride and get to the point that I initially turned around for the bike change and I am not feeling even out of breath yet. I log it in as a personal victory having now tripled the distance from “Bonk-Fest 2009” I almost feel a grin come to my face. I am thinking the whole way about what I am going to do about this road bike problem. Do I buy a whole new set up, and start all fresh and new? Do I just buy a larger frame and transfer all of the components? I have had problems with the components though should I just go the frame route and transfer the viable components and replace the ones I already have problems with? Should I go with a cycle-cross bike? Can I use a cycle-cross bike for really long distances on the road or am I going to kill myself trying? I am torn, I have questions and no one I meet face to face with is willing to give me the answers. I go into the shop near my house and I am met with a combination of contempt and disgust, I think because I am somehow perverting their purist spandex culture. I don’t mean to I am just a normal dude who found cycling as a way to get into shape; I have no desire to ride in the pelotons of the local races or join the local clubs.
I make the turn in my ride that sets me back toward my house and am feeling really good. I approach the mark where I know I have about another mile to go and I am still tortured with the whole bike problem and I know the fact of the matter is I have outgrown the road bike. Months ago it was uncomfortable but I think any bike at the weight I was at back then would have been. Now I am much thinner, my body has changed dramatically and I am a better rider (I think)? Its time to step it up I tell myself, because next year I am going to do something that could possibly make your head explode. Something so radical so insane it very nearly defies logic and reason and in order to do so I am going to need a perfectly operating machine that fits me perfectly…I just don’t know how to go about that just yet. I think the first step is finding a shop that gives a shit about what questions I have.