I was off my bike for a full week because I fell, not off my bike, but trying to hop out of my car over a puddle of water. I slammed my kneecap on the cement pretty good. That shit was painful! My knee is definitely on the mend and I can actually see the outline of my kneecap again. It was pretty swollen there for a while. Once I got back to riding my bike, I found that the pedaling motion actually made the pain lessen and helped heal the contusion. Go figure.
I’ve been out of a job for 4 weeks now and unemployment hasn’t kicked in. I don’t want to depend on the government for a check so I’ve been on the job hunt and had an interview this week. I busted out the pantsuit and heels and added in a much needed accessory (copying 40 Hands who did the same thing last week):
Yesterday was my first long ride in almost two weeks. I am nowhere near ready for Mohican. I am just trying to build endurance at this point. No intervals. No HRM. Just hours and hours in the saddle. I wish it was my Voodoo that I was riding, but the rain has made it impossible to ride trails. The ground is saturated and the river is so high that parts of route 8 are flooded.
I rode for several hours on my own, and then last night, joined the Slow and Steady ride out of Northside. It’s just that – a slow and steady ride to downtown, across the bridge, through Covington to Newport, and back across the Purple People bridge. There were maybe 20 riders total, some with helmets, some without. A few stopped to smoke a cigarette, drink a beer. A few underage kids joined in on BMX bikes, though no one seemed to know who they belonged to. It was only my second time riding with them because I always worked on Thursday nights. My buddy Kelon has been leading this ride for 3 years and it’s a good time, guaranteed to make you smile.
Gnome brought this to my attention last night and I am in awe:
On Monday, Lynda Wallenfels won the 2011 Arizona Trail 300 race; in fact, she was the first woman to ever finish the grueling multi-day event. Of 20 people who started the race, three finished.
Disturbing video. A cyclist in NYC gets pulled over by not one, but 3 cops, because he rode on the sidewalk. Look who goes to jail.
More here on the NYC Bikeblog.
This is for my buddy Bones, RIP, who was shot and killed on Monday by the Cincinnati Police Department.
Black Flag – Police Storyby