The last time I posted, it was to wrap up #30DaysOfBiking with snapshot capsules of each day. That was April.
Now it's mid-May. May is Bike Month. May 14-18 is Bike to Work Week. May 18 is Bike to Work Day. 7:46 a.m. is Bike to Work Minute.
Nearly all my rides this month have been #bikecommute rides on most workdays. And what a great way to get to/from work. It doesn't take much more time, it saves gas, it adds joy. And I feel good.
12 of 13 days so far this month, I've left the car in the garage and have ridden the 10.5 miles to work. That's 283 miles from home to work (including rides home the west way and riding to vote earlier this month).
Plus a 45 mi road ride. It was a great ride going 20 miles east on Highway 19 to Marshall and then back home, via the east/north side of Madison. Not a lot of hills, but it was a bit breezy.
Unfortunately, that's been my only road ride of the month so far. But that's ok. The ride time will come. Some times there are more important things to do. Like Mother's Day. :^) And spending the day at dance recitals and/or competitions.
My next organized ride is Sunday, June 3, in Milwaukee at the UPAF Ride for the Arts. I'm registered for the 75-mile route. This'll be the third year I've ridden this ride, so I'm familiar with the route (pretty flat). But it's my first doing the 75.
So, to get ready, I'll ride on Sunday, then again next weekend. And I'll keep doing the bike commuting.
What about you? Are you riding? For transport? For sport? For fun? For exercise? Tell me about your Bike Month.
My tales from the saddle of my bike, starting with preparing for my first *big* ride - the 2010 RAGBRAI. Now, I'm trying to make cycling a regular part of my life.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Thursday, May 3, 2012
#30DaysOfBiking final
April is over, and with it, this round of 30 Days of Biking. I left off last time with Day 16 of the challenge. Here's what I was up to for the last two weeks.
Day 17:

A couple other commuters on the bike path in Madison. (And fun w/ InstaGram)
Day 18: Faster than a speeding train:
Follow this link to a brief video. Ok, not speeding, but I did pass it on the isthmus that day. :^)
Day 19: Late. Wet. Cold. But I rode.
Day 20: The Bridges of Madison City are rivetting!
Day 21: Chasing My Shadow
Day 22: Twilight Ride
Day 23: The view outside my office
Day 24: Bike Commute: Not just for home to office and back
Day 26: Not my pic
Day 28: Feed The Need
Day 29: Another late night spin in the rain
Oh, and cool little side note, for me anyway... I was part of Team LovingTheBike.com and Darryl had a contest on who could earn the most points in the month. The results are in, and I came in second with 108 points (#WW, r.i.p.). And, thanks to the fine folks at Clif Bar and Sufferfest, I have a prize package on my way. Congrats to Julie for winning the contest!
Next up, Bike Month (May)!
Ride On! And Keep the Rubber Side Down!
Day 17:

Day 18: Faster than a speeding train:
Follow this link to a brief video. Ok, not speeding, but I did pass it on the isthmus that day. :^)
Day 19: Late. Wet. Cold. But I rode.
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| A brief one mile ride in the rain at the end of the day. I reached behind me and took a shot of the tail light on my saddle bag. |
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| An old railroad bridge over the Yahara River now converted for bike / pedestrian use. |
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| At the end of a long road ride, I snapped this pic. I previously blogged the details about the day here. |
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| Again, a short ride before the day ended. This one offered a beautiful view of Venus and a crescent moon. |
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| When I get work, I get to look at the most beautiful state capital building in the country. |
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| Drizzle and light showers marked my ride this day. But, with the right gear, it's not a problem. |
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| It's Drake Relays weekend in Des Moines, IA. In honor of my alma mater, and the friends I miss who were gathered to eat, drink, and enjoy America's Classic, I wore my Drake jersey. Wish I was there. |
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| This pretty much summed up the day's weather. To read about the ride and see some pics, go here, to a blog post I wrote earlier this week. |
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| I completed the challenge! I rode a bike every day this month. Even if only for a spin around the block. I was in the saddle and on the road. |
Next up, Bike Month (May)!
Ride On! And Keep the Rubber Side Down!
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Follow the Red Arrows
This past Saturday, I loaded my bike into my Honda Civic (put the back seat down, and take the front wheel off the bike and it fits no problem!) and headed to Highland, a small town west of Dodgeville, WI. The local cycling club there has been organizing a ride to benefit the local food pantry. It's an incredible effort - they have six different routes (14 mi, two 50K (~31 mi), a 75K, a 100K, and a 150K). Pretty ambitious, but well organized. The routes overlap with rest stops serving multiple routes at the same time.
As you know, if you read my previous post (or follow me on Twitter), I was planning to go big - the 150K route, which was actually closer to 100 than 93 miles, with 10,000 feet of climbing. That's almost two miles of vertical. To put it in perspective, Denver is "The Mile High City." In other words, this route had A LOT of hills. No big hills, but there are fourteen "Cat-5s" - big enough to challenge you, but small enough to get over them with several minutes of effort.
The week before I rode an 80-mi training ride with over 2600 feet of climbing. One of the hills I rode last week was bigger than any hills on this ride. I thought I was ready. And I was pumped to conquer this challenge.
I woke up at 5:00 and took the dogs on a short walk, made breakfast (eggs and bacon - protein) and pulled everything together. I packed food (peanut butter sandwiches, bananas, oranges, Clif Bars, and energy bloks) and took off. It was in the upper 30s with a forecast high of 43 for the day. And it was overcast, with intermittent rain predicted. Yay! Cold and rainy. (*end sarcasm*)
But I was prepared. I had rain gear over thermal gear. I wasn't going to let the weather stop me.
I arrived at 7:40, got checked in, then rolled out just after eight. "Follow the red route. There are arrows on road at the stop signs." Simple instructions, right?
As I headed out of town, I arrived at the first stop sign, I looked down and saw four arrows: green, white, yellow, and pink. Ok, I thought, they must've used pink for red because of visibility. So I turned right and followed the pink arrows. For 6+ miles. Until they met up with another set of arrows ... including a red arrow.
FUCK! I went the wrong way! Mistake #2.
#2? Yeah. The first was not remembering to bring a printed map with me so I'd know where the hell I was. My iPhone was nearly worthless as a GPS as there was little or no signal on most of the course. And where there was, it wasn't 4G, it was only cell reception.
So I turned back. And rode all the way back to town. Back to the first intersection. Where I saw six arrows - the four pointing to the right I saw before. And two pointing left. A blue one. And a red one. Ok. 75 minutes later and I was on my way.
This was a small ride (I heard that under 50 people registered, compared to the 7500 that will be in Milwaukee in four weeks). And the handful that opted for the 150K route were looooong gone. So I pedaled on. Looking closely for red arrows. There were a couple of times that I was worried that I had made a wrong turn. But then I'd see another red arrow. Pedal on.
The scenery was beautiful. Amazing views. The rolling hills and valleys of SW WI are gorgeous. I stopped occasionally, grabbing a bite to eat, looking around, snapping a pic. (Pics below)
Then the route turned right. Onto Shop Hill Rd. 68' of climbing in a half-mile. Doesn't sound like much. But that is a seven story building. There was no run up to it. No momentum to carry you. Not that it would have helped much. It was like a wall. I got up about a third of it. One-third. Then I walked.
As the hill flattened out, I climbed back on. And pedaled my way to the top. Even then I was gassed. I paused and a van pulled up. It was a support vehicle for the ride. They were surprised to find a rider that far back on the route. Yeah, that 75 minute "delay" was a problem. So they had me load my bike and me into the van. Ahh, the "broom wagon" sweeping me up.
I was driven 18 miles to the next rest stop. There was another rider doing the 150 there taking a short break. The wind was picking up too. The other rider and I saddled up and headed out. Looking at the other rider, I arrogantly thought "Is he going to be able to keep up with me?" He looked about 5-10 years older than me, was 6" shorter then me, but looked to weigh about the same.
Within four miles, he dropped me. Like a lead balloon. I couldn't hold his wheel even with a tail wind. This. Was. Not. A good day.
I pushed on. Slowly. My legs ached. The voice in my head said it I couldn't do it. I tried to tell my legs to shut up and the voices that they were wrong. Finally, I made it to the next stop. It was about 15 miles from where I re-started riding. And this was the "flat" section. And I had a tail wind for most of the way.
I was done. I was the last rider on the course. And it was just going to get worse. I asked the volunteer at the stop to call for a ride back to the starting point. It was only 5 miles, from Montfort back to Highland. But it was hilly. I didn't have any more in me. So I quit. After 51 miles.
Not a bad day's ride. 51 miles with 2000+ feet of climbing. A good ride. But not the ride I planned for. (Not that I anywhere near prepared for the ride that I planned for!)
I was (and am still) disappointed with my performance. My average speed was under 13. I didn't climb well. I made mistakes. I expended emotional energy on chasing back from a wrong turn. I was cold. And I was hot. And I was tired of fighting the wind.
In retrospect, there are some things I would have done differently - no, will do differently next year.
The Pics:
As you know, if you read my previous post (or follow me on Twitter), I was planning to go big - the 150K route, which was actually closer to 100 than 93 miles, with 10,000 feet of climbing. That's almost two miles of vertical. To put it in perspective, Denver is "The Mile High City." In other words, this route had A LOT of hills. No big hills, but there are fourteen "Cat-5s" - big enough to challenge you, but small enough to get over them with several minutes of effort.
The week before I rode an 80-mi training ride with over 2600 feet of climbing. One of the hills I rode last week was bigger than any hills on this ride. I thought I was ready. And I was pumped to conquer this challenge.
I woke up at 5:00 and took the dogs on a short walk, made breakfast (eggs and bacon - protein) and pulled everything together. I packed food (peanut butter sandwiches, bananas, oranges, Clif Bars, and energy bloks) and took off. It was in the upper 30s with a forecast high of 43 for the day. And it was overcast, with intermittent rain predicted. Yay! Cold and rainy. (*end sarcasm*)
But I was prepared. I had rain gear over thermal gear. I wasn't going to let the weather stop me.
I arrived at 7:40, got checked in, then rolled out just after eight. "Follow the red route. There are arrows on road at the stop signs." Simple instructions, right?
As I headed out of town, I arrived at the first stop sign, I looked down and saw four arrows: green, white, yellow, and pink. Ok, I thought, they must've used pink for red because of visibility. So I turned right and followed the pink arrows. For 6+ miles. Until they met up with another set of arrows ... including a red arrow.
FUCK! I went the wrong way! Mistake #2.
#2? Yeah. The first was not remembering to bring a printed map with me so I'd know where the hell I was. My iPhone was nearly worthless as a GPS as there was little or no signal on most of the course. And where there was, it wasn't 4G, it was only cell reception.
So I turned back. And rode all the way back to town. Back to the first intersection. Where I saw six arrows - the four pointing to the right I saw before. And two pointing left. A blue one. And a red one. Ok. 75 minutes later and I was on my way.
This was a small ride (I heard that under 50 people registered, compared to the 7500 that will be in Milwaukee in four weeks). And the handful that opted for the 150K route were looooong gone. So I pedaled on. Looking closely for red arrows. There were a couple of times that I was worried that I had made a wrong turn. But then I'd see another red arrow. Pedal on.
The scenery was beautiful. Amazing views. The rolling hills and valleys of SW WI are gorgeous. I stopped occasionally, grabbing a bite to eat, looking around, snapping a pic. (Pics below)
Then the route turned right. Onto Shop Hill Rd. 68' of climbing in a half-mile. Doesn't sound like much. But that is a seven story building. There was no run up to it. No momentum to carry you. Not that it would have helped much. It was like a wall. I got up about a third of it. One-third. Then I walked.
As the hill flattened out, I climbed back on. And pedaled my way to the top. Even then I was gassed. I paused and a van pulled up. It was a support vehicle for the ride. They were surprised to find a rider that far back on the route. Yeah, that 75 minute "delay" was a problem. So they had me load my bike and me into the van. Ahh, the "broom wagon" sweeping me up.
I was driven 18 miles to the next rest stop. There was another rider doing the 150 there taking a short break. The wind was picking up too. The other rider and I saddled up and headed out. Looking at the other rider, I arrogantly thought "Is he going to be able to keep up with me?" He looked about 5-10 years older than me, was 6" shorter then me, but looked to weigh about the same.
Within four miles, he dropped me. Like a lead balloon. I couldn't hold his wheel even with a tail wind. This. Was. Not. A good day.
I pushed on. Slowly. My legs ached. The voice in my head said it I couldn't do it. I tried to tell my legs to shut up and the voices that they were wrong. Finally, I made it to the next stop. It was about 15 miles from where I re-started riding. And this was the "flat" section. And I had a tail wind for most of the way.
I was done. I was the last rider on the course. And it was just going to get worse. I asked the volunteer at the stop to call for a ride back to the starting point. It was only 5 miles, from Montfort back to Highland. But it was hilly. I didn't have any more in me. So I quit. After 51 miles.
Not a bad day's ride. 51 miles with 2000+ feet of climbing. A good ride. But not the ride I planned for. (Not that I anywhere near prepared for the ride that I planned for!)
I was (and am still) disappointed with my performance. My average speed was under 13. I didn't climb well. I made mistakes. I expended emotional energy on chasing back from a wrong turn. I was cold. And I was hot. And I was tired of fighting the wind.
In retrospect, there are some things I would have done differently - no, will do differently next year.
- Add hill repeat training;
- Do more than two 30+ training rides prior to the event;
- Drink more water (I barely drank one bottle in nearly four hours of riding);
- Eat more (I had one banana, one orange, and half a Clif bar while riding);
- Know where I'm going (or have a map);
- Select the appropriate route - I should have done the 100K (~62 miles) route.
The Pics:
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Phone Charger for Your Bike
I had the opportunity to review a product from Bike2Power that allows you to charge your smart phone while riding your bike. The review was for a great website called LovingTheBike.com and can be found here.
Monday, April 23, 2012
Postcards From My Ride
On Saturday, 4/28, I'm scheduled to do the "Feed the Need Ride" in Highland to benefit the local food bank there. It's a small ride (they only expect about 70 riders), but with lots of options for distance.
I have been trying to decide if I was up for their longest ride - 150K (~100 mi). But it comes with 10,000 feet of climbing! The longest ride I've had this year is the 42 mi ride (mostly flat) the day I crashed. A long ways from 100 miles. And only a fraction of the climbing.
So I mapped out a route (thanks in part to Twitter pal @kmoorejr) to Blue Mounds and back to ride this past Saturday. It would be just under 80 miles, with over 2600 feet of climbing.
It was a beautiful day for riding, just a little chilly (high of 53F), but sunny and calm. I left home at 11:30 to begin my day in the saddle.
I hadn't gone too far, about 5 miles, when I crested a hill at a farm called "Angel View Acres" outside Waunakee. They have a beautiful view of Madison from there and you can clearly view the capital dome standing out in the skyline.
I continued west, taking myself up two climbs (158' in 1.2 mi and 195' in 1.6 mi) on Enchanted Valley Rd that Map My Ride classifies as "Cat 5s" (category five - difficult enough to be labeled, but the "easiest" of those that ate categorized).
At the top of the second climb, I turned left onto West High Point Road and continued upward. As the road turned, there was a magnificent view of the farms and the edge of Cross Plains below.
I cruised down the hill and contined into the village where I took my first rest stop. I popped into the Kwik Trip for a yogurt parfait and a Gatorade for lunch. Then I was off again.
Next up, a climb up County P, another Cat5 climb (150' in 1.0 mi)and then a left turn on West Mineral Point Rd. in some ways, this road was tougher than the Cty P. It had a series of rolling hills with steep climbs and rapid descents. Before a final downhill, there was this view looking southwest. Beautiful, isn't it?
I continued on, pedaling closer to County Hwy F, the big climb of the day (587' over 3.7 mi), taking Hwy 78, the Greenwald Rd, and Cty J. The views on Greenwald and J were incredible. Picturesque farms with green fields surrounded by rolling hills and old woods. This was turning out to be a spectacular ride! I am incredibly lucky to be able to enjoy this.
When I reached Cty F, I turned to the south to ride to Blue Mounds. I began to gradually climb. Not steep, but steady. This was it. The Cat3 hill that was on the proposed Olympic course if Chicago had won the bid. I paused briefly at St JamesCatholic Cemetery. They may rest in peace, but I had mules to go before I could rest.
Finally, I summitted the hill, after miles of climbing feet. It took me minutes from the time I turned on Cty F until I reached the top. The view was grandiose. This is looking NNE from the top of the hill.
I turned left on Cave of the Mounds Rd and rode past this visitors attraction. It's a fascinating cave if you're ever in the area. Worth visiting. But I've been there before, so I pedaled on, left on Cty ID and into Mt Horeb.
On ID, I was joined by another rider, a guy from the Twin Cities who was down for a seminar. He had been out riding and was looking for Cty F. He had heard about it, our Alp d' Huez he called it, and wanted to climb it. I told him he just missed it, gave him directions and he said he'd ride it tomorrow. He's going to come back with some buddies for a weekend to climb that hill and do a long road ride. They just don't have hills like that up there he said. I guess he can thank the last ice age for that.
I made my second stop in Mt Horeb. At the Grumpy Troll brewpub. A pint of Maibock to wash down a Clif Bar was a perfect mid-afternoon snack.
Time to turn for home. Only one big climb left, another ascent up Enchanted Valley Rd on my way. But first some nice descents, first down Cty S (at 32+ mph) heading northeast out of Mt Horeb. Then going down the Cty P hill (at 38 mph) I climbed earlier heading back into Cross Plains. .
Taking Cty P north thru Cross Plaines, I turned right on Enchanted Valley. In the first part of the climb I noticed this odd formation of roots and ground. The hill is eroding away exposing the roots of the old trees above.
I finished off my ride, dragging myself across the flats of Schneider Rd, the Hwy 12 bike path, Cty K, then Woodland Dr back to Waunakee. I was tired. My legs spent. If this is how I felt after 80 miles/2600 feet of climbing, there's no way I could do 100 miles/10k in my current shape. I'm just not ready for that.
The next day, I was exhausted. I even napped for a bit after lunch (and I rarely nap).
That evening, I started thinking more about the ride coming up next weekend. The rational side of me says that it can't (or shouldn't) be done. At least not the big ride. Take the the shorter route w/ less (but still a lot of) climbing. But I'm thinking I'm gonna do it. To get faster, stronger, better, you need to challenge yourself. To push past your (imagined) limits.
So... next week, a ride recap from the Feed the Need Ride. Let me know if you want to join me for the ride!
I have been trying to decide if I was up for their longest ride - 150K (~100 mi). But it comes with 10,000 feet of climbing! The longest ride I've had this year is the 42 mi ride (mostly flat) the day I crashed. A long ways from 100 miles. And only a fraction of the climbing.
So I mapped out a route (thanks in part to Twitter pal @kmoorejr) to Blue Mounds and back to ride this past Saturday. It would be just under 80 miles, with over 2600 feet of climbing.
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| The Day's Route |
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| The Day's Profile |
I hadn't gone too far, about 5 miles, when I crested a hill at a farm called "Angel View Acres" outside Waunakee. They have a beautiful view of Madison from there and you can clearly view the capital dome standing out in the skyline.
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| Looking south from Angel View Acres. You can see the dome of the state capital building about 12 mi away if you zoom in (one fence post to the left of the flagpole). |
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| Looking back down from Angel View Acres |
At the top of the second climb, I turned left onto West High Point Road and continued upward. As the road turned, there was a magnificent view of the farms and the edge of Cross Plains below.
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| Now the road name (High Point) makes sense! |
Next up, a climb up County P, another Cat5 climb (150' in 1.0 mi)
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| Looking SW from West Mineral Point Road. That's where I'm heading. |
When I reached Cty F, I turned to the south to ride to Blue Mounds. I began to gradually climb. Not steep, but steady. This was it. The Cat3 hill that was on the proposed Olympic course if Chicago had won the bid. I paused briefly at St James
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| May they rest in peace. |
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| From on top of County Hwy F outside of Blue Mounds |
On ID, I was joined by another rider, a guy from the Twin Cities who was down for a seminar. He had been out riding and was looking for Cty F. He had heard about it, our Alp d' Huez he called it, and wanted to climb it. I told him he just missed it, gave him directions and he said he'd ride it tomorrow. He's going to come back with some buddies for a weekend to climb that hill and do a long road ride. They just don't have hills like that up there he said. I guess he can thank the last ice age for that.
I made my second stop in Mt Horeb. At the Grumpy Troll brewpub. A pint of Maibock to wash down a Clif Bar was a perfect mid-afternoon snack.
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| An excellent location for a pit stop! A great brew awaits no matter what your taste. At least 10 beers that they brew on tap. |
Taking Cty P north thru Cross Plaines, I turned right on Enchanted Valley. In the first part of the climb I noticed this odd formation of roots and ground. The hill is eroding away exposing the roots of the old trees above.
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| Exposed |
The next day, I was exhausted. I even napped for a bit after lunch (and I rarely nap).
That evening, I started thinking more about the ride coming up next weekend. The rational side of me says that it can't (or shouldn't) be done. At least not the big ride. Take the the shorter route w/ less (but still a lot of) climbing. But I'm thinking I'm gonna do it. To get faster, stronger, better, you need to challenge yourself. To push past your (imagined) limits.
So... next week, a ride recap from the Feed the Need Ride. Let me know if you want to join me for the ride!
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| Chasing my shadow the last mile home. |
Monday, April 16, 2012
Update #2 on #30DaysOfBiking
It's now April 16th - the start of the second half of 30 Days of Biking. And I have been on a bike every day this month so far... barely. On day 9, I.... Well, I'll get to that. Here is an update of how the month is going so far....
Day 5 - View Of a Bridge
Day 9 - no pic
Day 10 - Capitol View
Day 12 - Park-N-Bike (car)
Day 14 - Late Night Spin
There you go. My month on the bike so far.
How is your month going? Getting in some great rides? Taking time to check out the world around you? Feel free to share your experiences in the comment section below. I'd love to hear how your 30 Days of Biking (or just 30 Days of April) is going.
Day 5 - View Of a Bridge
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| It was late on Easter Sunday. And I hadn't been on the bike yet. So I hopped on and took a spin around our neighborhood (about 5/8 mi) at 10:30 p.m. |
Day 9 - no pic
No picture for today. I spent most of the day doing chores and running errands. By the end of the day, I realized I hadn't ridden. So I went to the garage, grabbed the bike closest to the door - Olivia's old 20" and rode it around our cul de sac. This really shouldn't count as a ride. But I was on a bicycle. Even if only for a couple hunderd yards.
Day 10 - Capitol View
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| After an incredibly mild winter, we had freeze warnings two nights previous to this pic being snapped. The temps stayed at about 30 and the tulips survived. Always great to stop and smell the roses. |
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| It was a little cold yet this Friday morning. Cold enough for leg warmers under my shorts and long sleeves on my bike commute. |
There you go. My month on the bike so far.
How is your month going? Getting in some great rides? Taking time to check out the world around you? Feel free to share your experiences in the comment section below. I'd love to hear how your 30 Days of Biking (or just 30 Days of April) is going.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
#30DaysOfBiking
It is April. And that means it's time for another round of 30 Days of Biking. Today is Day 4. And I have been on my bike every day so far. Actually, my first day back on the bike after my accident was a test ride around the neighborhood on Saturday, March 31. Just in time for 30 Days!
30 Days of Biking was started by a couple of guys in the Twin Cities who thought it would be cool to get people to commit to riding every day for a month and share their stories/pics via socail media (facebook, twitter, web). It is done in April and again in September. This is the third year.
All you have to do is register on their website (there are 3425 others registered as I write this). And ride. Around the block. For a Century (100 miles). Or any distance in between. And share your experiences with the rest of the world. Literally. Most people who registered are from the US or from Great Britain. But some are from other nations as well. (Canada, Croatia, Japan, Germany, Sweeden, Netherlands, Australia are just some I found!)
Below are a some pics from my adventures to date:
30 Days of Biking was started by a couple of guys in the Twin Cities who thought it would be cool to get people to commit to riding every day for a month and share their stories/pics via socail media (facebook, twitter, web). It is done in April and again in September. This is the third year.
All you have to do is register on their website (there are 3425 others registered as I write this). And ride. Around the block. For a Century (100 miles). Or any distance in between. And share your experiences with the rest of the world. Literally. Most people who registered are from the US or from Great Britain. But some are from other nations as well. (Canada, Croatia, Japan, Germany, Sweeden, Netherlands, Australia are just some I found!)
Below are a some pics from my adventures to date:
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