All the fuss

What's all the fuss? WHAT IS ALL THE FUSS?
Well, I'll tell you what all the fuss is. I broke my bike! Broke it.



Basically just punched a hole right through my carbon frame.

Now, if you are a stranger to bikes, that is like losing my medicine cabinet with my Ritalin, my highly addictive drug, while attached to the cutesy puppy ever in my car with my TV and bookshelf. I know, that would probably be easy to find. But I digress.

You see, my bike is my way to relax, unwind, recharge, get rid of nervous energy... I get off the bike with a renewed focus. Not to mention the fact that I crave the bike, which helps explain why I am spending crazy money to fix it. And, I love my bike. Yes. I Love My Bike.

But, there is good news on the horizon. I hear that I will have my bike back soon. Set your calendars for June 7.

Oh, and there are other bikes too. I own two broken mountain bikes (I just got a new seat post so I may have a working mountain bike now) and another broken road bike which I am turning into a TT machine. I don't love them in the same way.... Or as much.


It's a work in progress. Stay tuned.

Location:Richmond, Va

Projects

Board studying. Blech.
I have my study plan. It calls for roughly 11 hours of studying a day. That does not happen. Ever. But, I've been pretty solid about it. Roughly 9 or 10 hours nearly every day of my KRUNCH MONTH. What do I do with my two waking hours of free time. I fix bikes. This was my recent project.

I had an old performance road bike that had fallen into disrepair. Lacking a working bike right now, I had a lot of free time on my hands. Sort of. Thus I began fixing the bike.

Because I'm cheap (partly as a consequence of being broke, partly because of my mom) and I do triathlons, I decided to go with a time trial set up. Yeah, it's much cheaper to rock TT shifters and brakes. Much.

The beginning....

  Sometime in late June or early July, I will get on my bike and ride through Colorado (Rawlins, Wy to Alexander, Ks).  When people say Colorado, the Rockie Mountains come to mind.  And biking through the Rockies... that is actually my idea of fun.  Sometimes rough, saddle sore making thigh crunching wind and rain in your face fun.  But that is still fun.  According to the map, this will be 638 miles, but with detours, a short attention span, and a love of espresso, I may tack on a few more miles.  Stay tuned for more information.

  But, right now it is all about the books.  I have 90 pages of pathology to get through today