Fat Boy Deluxe

The sun is shining now, clearing the moisture from the streets. I was lucky this morning. The air was thick with water droplets waiting to burst, but I made it into the office with no more than a little light mist on my face. Wednesday’s seem to be my good commute day. Monday takes a little to get going after the weekend and Tuesday my legs are usually just tired, but Wednesday, oh yes, Wednesday my commute comes alive. The legs have recovered and they want to stretch out a little faster than usual, by all means stretch! It’s the rare chance I get to dance with heavy traffic at 25-30 mph on my route, but when I do I cherish it and use it to push myself, more so than even riding with other riders. I’ve finally reached the point where I know my route well enough in and out. I know where I absolutely have to let up or where I can go balls out. The more comfortable you are with your route, the more you can go without interruption. You hit the point where you can head full speed into intersections and have a plan for all the unknown situations. Power slide to right turn because traffic is too heavy, dip and dodge to avoid the car trying to sneak out, maybe you’ll get lucky with the straight through.

Hmm, gotta pull out the GPS and see what kind of tracks we can make tomorrow. Then you can see the occasional 25 mph uphill, but not the box truck thats pulling me, or maybe it’ll be the 7 mph hill that is soul crushing and liberating, all in the same moment. Maybe, if I can get on the ball tonight, I’ll sync the camera up with the GPS…should make for some extra fun.

DT