OK. Let’s start with the good part. The other morning, I woke up earlier than I needed to so I went back to sleep. Then I was out to run, ready to go, but wait– aren’t I injured? Can I do this? But I go and run…and I feel great! No pain. I’m almost floating. My stride is long and strong. I’m thrilled to feel so good. I am so happy! Then I wake up and it slowly sinks in that it was a dream. Doh! Not true…the soreness is still there.
Other things have fallen apart lately. My work laptop has been infected with nearly impossible to remove spyware. I say nearly, because certainly it’s fixable, but not using the tools and immediate support I have at my disposal. So now I have a new laptop.
Yesterday, I go to pump up my bike tires and notice that the dial that shows the air pressure no longer works. It still pumps air, so it’s not too bad. Later, I find Gary’s taken the pump apart to try and fix it. It doesn’t go back together well. I now have a new pump.
Today, I hop on my Tri bike for the first time since the Invitational. Gary has moved a spacer from under the stem to over it, so it’s lower. The position feels great, but darn I’m in the hardest gear. And it won’t change. Finally, I look down and see a very slack shifter cable. Arg! I roll back home, very peeved at my continued poor luck with things breaking down on me. Gary does a quick fix and I’m off– and late to meet the group. No, I don’t now have a new bike.
However, having ridden both my road bike and my tri bike this weekend, I did learn some interesting things. One, time in one saddle doesn’t mean you won’t get sore in another set at a different position. Ow. Ch. Secondly, I really like the lower bars. Third, man o man my right hip and glute didn’t bother me nearly as much on the tri bike. So, that steeper angle is better for me maybe? Hmmm. How far back on the rails is the saddle on my road bike? Whoa– that far back. Hey, let’s squeak it up a little and see what happens. Yeah, that’s what I learned.
No more things falling apart. Please.