So, yes, I did manage to blow out of the office in what I consider to be a reasonable amount of time (I mean, c'mon, half a day is plenty of work) and had a good three hours before the bus and the kids would be screaming down the block. Good amount of time to hit the road and get in some hill repeats.
Was feeling rested and springy after the unscheduled day off yesterday. Dang weather knob could use some turning down, though. Enough with the heat and humidity, K? But all was going smooth and fast. About 10 miles into the ride it started: click, click, click.... Then: click, click, click....
Ah Damn. What's going on? So many possibilities. So I start trying to diagnose on the fly--turn cranks, don't turn cranks--stand, sit--grab seat and wiggle--sprint--one leg unclipped, then other--look for wobble/possible loose spoke....
Click, click, click....
I stop bike and inspect. All appears to be straight, clean, lubed, functional.
Then I grab my shoe. Presto, loose cleat.
Note to self: Do a better job of checking/tightening shit once a month.
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Laziness will do that to ya... either that or all the crap that goes on day to day will make you forget. Pulled a cleat damn near right off my shoe one day up in New Hampshire heading out for hill repeats. Fortunately I had only gone 2 miles. Unfortunately I didn't have a screwdriver with me so it was back to the house... stupid procrastination.
just think... if you had been wearing an iPod with the volume turned up loud enough that everyone could hear what song was playing... well you wouldn't have been annoyed with the click'n
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