Certainly mundane and pointless and I don’t really need to share but I will, anyway. When the lockdown began, my gym closed right away as did my work. The Missus and I began riding our bikes on a near-daily basis for exercise and just for something to do. We did about 13 miles on the local boardwalk (New Jersey) at a pretty leisurely pace. As you might imagine, wind was a significant factor. Spring time on the ocean and all. Some days it was brutal but we felt good about ourselves.
Anyway, my work resumed right around Memorial Day and I decided to break out my 33 year old road bike (toe clips and all) and continue to ride in order to increase my beer deficit. I opted to ride in the morning before work in order to beat the heat and traffic. I get up at 5:15 am and go. Not every day but 4 times a week, sometimes more. My loop was around 16 miles and included 4 bridges that go over various waterways. All allow large sailboats to pass under and the climbs, while probably a joke to a serious rider, are steep and long enough to make my legs do some screaming. Part way through July I hit 500 miles and realized that, with a little effort, I could make 1000 before Labor Day. I added a couple of extensions to my route and upped it to a little over 20 miles. Today, with four days to spare and under a full moon, I tallied my 1000th mile. According the tracker app, each 20 miles is about 1200 calories. That’s the equivalent to 8 beers! Even with some fairly serious partying on the weekends (hey, it’s the beach in the summer time), I’m waaaay behind.
Things I learned over the last 1000 miles:
Early morning rides are great. Traffic is almost non-existent. This is huge. I did a few rides later in the morning on weekends and it was nerve-wracking. Tourists are everywhere. You have to actually stop for traffic lights, breaking your rhythm and momentum. Winds in the morning are, generally, light. The wind sucks. Even on the hottest, most humid days, it was tolerable to ride at 6:00 AM. Sunrises while riding are pretty cool. Watching the sun come up over the ocean never gets old. It is possible to see a rainbow in the western sky at 5:40 am. Herring Gulls perched on the bridge rails don’t always fly away when you approach. You can (and I have) reach out to touch them while they are trying to figure out what you are.
Turtle barriers are pretty effective. The number of smashed diamond back terrapins is way down since they started placing these.
Black Skimmer colonies stink. We had what was, a few years ago, the biggest nesting colony on the east coast. It right on my route and when the wind blows the wrong way……
There are some hard core bikers out there. I think I’m keeping a fairly good pace (16 mph average) and a group passes me like I’m standing still. What are they doing out at this time of day anyway? Showoffs.
Riding in near zero visibility due to fog is interesting. Its kind of weird going up or down those bridges with no visual references. It looks flat but it ain’t.
A blinking headlight is a good idea, even in bright daylight. I’m convinced that more than a few drivers would have pulled out in front of me resulting in a crash, if not for the light.
Maybe I’ll get a better bike and those click-in shoes but, for now, the combined age of rider and bike is 95 and there is still some time left before winter sets in. 1750?
P.S. - No flats, no crashes or falls and no run-ins with motorists. Lucky, I guess.