Remote Without Bike

What is life without a bike? Well, I have a chance to find out. I am here in Atlanta on a business trip, and although I like it, I really would love to have my Ti with me. Turns out people out here in the suburbs really love sports. I have seen people biking and jogging on my way in and back. The roads are not bike friendly at all, but the climate seems to interest people. Continue reading

Hasta La Vista!

Beloved People – I am off for a trip to Atlanta (strictly work). I will not be able to touch my bike until the weekend, so I am going to be pretty sad about it all… 🙂 See you back on Saturday!

Training Log

Closing in on completion of the training log. The only part missing now is the page with the pretty pictures (the daily stats), and I am sure I can do that in no time – after all, the template pretty much contains the contents of srdhead and the two pictures of speed and altitude. I’ll pass on the heart rate (I never monitor it), and maybe I’ll implement the handy DHTML that replaces pictures on the fly that I used for the weight table. Continue reading

Darn Phones!

So I tried to leave at 9a to get the most of the day, but my brother called and we spent over two hours on the phone. By the time I was ready to go, it was clear it was going to be way too hot for an extensive drive, and I just went up Old La Honda, disappointing myself with a lame 21:35. Up on top I chatted with a guy that had carried on behind me, and who would then go ahead down to 84. Continue reading

Missed Opportunity

What a beautiful day! Unfortunately, I missed my colleagues and was stuck with myself and the MuVo… Up King’s Mountain Road, then down Skyline and 92, back on Canada. All in all a short ride, since I drove to Woodside. Still, it was a wonderful biking day, and everybody and their dog were on Foothill. I need a haircut, right now, but when I come back – how about another ride? Continue reading

Long Ride

I am getting ready for an all day ride with my coworkers. We’ve got plenty people seriously into biking, and once in a while we all get together to start a longer ride. It’s usually a lot of fun, with people that are not engineers like me and hence automatically seem to get more fun in life. Speaking of fun: it wasn’t fun to ride home on Thursday. A very strong wind was facing me almost all the way, and it felt as if it would have been faster if I just had pushed the bike. Continue reading

Bike Tours

Looks like a bunch of guys at work decided to fly out to France to follow the Tour. Now they are frantically trying to get in shape for the Mont Ventoux etappe, and I am afraid to say, I would have loved to be amongst them. Well, I still get the benefit of people at work biking more in expectation of things to come. We used to have a really nice biking ‘team’, but two of the main actors left last year and the dynamic disappeared. Continue reading

Commuting in the heat

Well, the first weekend of summer was a bit of a disappointment, but the first day after it ended was surely hot! I was very tempted to throw my corporate clothing and disappear for a long ride to the beach and enjoy the lower seventies out there. Commuting on my bike is really a wonderful way to start and end the day. i wish more people did that, especially some of my coworkers that need to have more fun in life! Continue reading

Up La Honda - Or Not?

Well, not… Strangely lame today, despite the gorgeous weather. I got all the way to Woodside, decided to go straight ahead to La Honda (instead of on Kings Mountain, which had been my first choice of the day), waited there for ten minutes and then… Gave up. I made it back to Portola and up Alpine, but somehow I felt like a total loser. Is a three day weekend just too much for my legs? Continue reading

Dreary Day - Good Ride

Unexpectedly the weather turned dark and cold. Since it is Labor Day weekend, that’s not exactly what everyone was hoping for, and consequently the roads were empty. Amazing how a few clouds can sour the whole biking thing. I rode off and got a decent workout, an hour and a half around little Alpine, but somehow I was not really into it. People were friendly, though; there is something magic about bikers that are not in a hurry. Continue reading