The weather forecast called for temperatures as high as 7C so I planned my day around a ride in the afternoon. I was a little unsure if the gravel roads around here would be icy or muddy, but I decided to take my gravel grinder bike (my morphed hardtail mountain bike) out for a ride. Continue reading
In my continued recovery from a concussion last fall, my bike rides have consisted of short, low-intensity rides of about an hour. Usually on my fat bike and usually on city paths and bike trails. As 2016 turned into 2017 I found myself yearning to get out on the fantastic gravel roads in the area. I started discovering these unpacked gems about 5-6 years ago when fall turned to winter. A group of friends and I decided that riding outdoors as temperatures dropped and daylight hours shortened easily topped the alternative (indoor training). Continue reading
January is month when a lot of people will set their goals for the rest of the year (Note: I’m avoiding the term “resolutions” on purpose). My goals tend to be modest. A year ago, my goal was to ride 50 memorable rides in the year I turned 50. That didn’t quite work out after my crash in September, but I still completed 41 rides (I complete this quest this year, before I turn 51 in August). I also wanted to ride 5000 km, which also didn’t happen due to a low-mileage autumn.
In the final days of 2016, I’ve pulled together a summary of my year in cycling. There are countless resources available online, particularly for those of us who use Strava for our ride summaries.
I watched the movie “Inspired to Ride” this week. It documents the 2014 edition of the Trans Am Bike Race, which starts in Oregon, covers 10 states and 4300 miles and finishes in Virginia. The race is self supported, so cyclists must carry their own clothing, tools, sleeping bag, food, drink (although they can stop at shops to buy things).
I didn’t expect to blog about this ride, but it became memorable in the last hour when we got soaked with heavy rain. I’ve previously blogged about the Waterloo Cycling Club Thursday rides here, and because theses rides start close to home (RIM Park), it’s hard to make excuses to avoid them.
I’ve kept a detailed ride log ever since I got into “serious” cycling in 2002, and according to my records, my first 100 km ride was in 2006, for the Waterloo Cycling Club charity ride, when I rode 162 km on my old road bike. I’ve since covered that distance numerous times, with my ride last week being the longest at 210 km. For each of these rides, however, I’ve been with a group of at least 3 or 4 others, and sometimes, as many as a dozen or more. Continue reading
One of the rides that has been in the back of my mind since I dreamed up this 50-in-50 idea was my first double-metric century, or 200 km. My previous longest ride was last year when a group rode down to Port Dover, had lunch by the beach and rode back. I figured I could do 200 km if I just rode at my own pace. My friend Tim K. had also suggested we should do a Pie-athlon, with stops at bakeries along the way, so I though… why not combine the two?