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If you're a large woman in America, your whole life is an opportunity to feel self-conscious, embarrassed, resentful and way too big. You can hide in the corner or on the couch, you can go to therapy, or you can put on your lycra bike shorts and get out there and move.
—Jayne Williams, Slow Fat Triathlete

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September 15, 2005

Still we ride! permalink

Ga toch fietsen!After a trying experience with the Russell Street hill yesterday evening, I asked Sweetie if I could borrow his Townie 24.

Sure, it might have been the beer that I drank with my librarian Portland to Coast team. Sure, I'll give you that. But it was an unpleasant experience. The hill, not the librarians.

So, I rode it (being the black on black townie 24) in this morning. It was funny because I did very little shifting—but of course, the route into work is mostly downhill.

It felt terribly fast. It still has no rack or basket so my satchels were digging into my shoulder, and no bell. The whole bell thing (or lack thereof) is very irritating.

Much to my surprise, all the folks in the garage commented that I was riding a different bicycle. The western African woman complimented its sleekness. It's a sweet ride, and that black on black—well, it's not pink. But it's awful nice.

I'm tempted to make an excuse to get lunch on Hawthorne, just to see how it does on that slow, slow hill. It's doable on Pinky, but I wonder if I would even notice the hill on Sweetie's?

I'm hopeful that perhaps this afternoon's commute home won't be such work. Part of me thinks the ease that I rode around with during the Bridge Pedal was all a peloton-inspired dream.

Posted at September 15, 2005

Comments

What kind of bell? Like the little one that you flick with your thumb? I'm thinking a big horn with the rubber bulb that goes "Ah-oooooga!" would be cool. :)

Posted by: Jon in Michigan at September 16, 2005 8:30 AM