After 2 weeks of vacation and the first work week of the year spent in Boston, I was feeling a little rusty this morning. For January, it was a not too bad 23 degrees when I left the house.
This was my first commute on the fixed gear bike, and it was a lot of fun, though shamefully I cannot do a decent track stand even with a fixed gear. I will suck it up an practice one of these days - it's definitely something I need in my bag of tricks now.
The ride was less sketchy than I thought it would be. Descending steep hills is a bit unnerving, but the scariest part of the ride was being menaced by some d-bags Rottweiler in the back of his pick up. Yes, by virtue of your big dog you are a big man, although you seem over eager to demonstrate this, as if you are trying to compensate for shortcomings in other areas. But I digress.
Toughest part of the ride was cranking the 39x15 up the 800 South wall. For a few panicky seconds I tried to work out the best way to tip over without my top tube damaging me in a very personal way, but fortunately I was able to make it up the hill. The squats and cleans in the gym didn't help the situation.
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