So Solo wants blog content this week...
OK, content. I've been fighting off the grime once again, the second time this off season. Weird. Both circumstances similar with an intense flu-like experience for a very short time. So this event was my past Thursday and Friday (both days with the kids home with friends tearing up the house and me, barely conscious on the couch, pleading with them to not break anything under my watch). Got in a short one hour spin on Saturday and a hike through the woods on Sunday, both leaving me fatigued and short of breath. Damn, this bug really knocked me out.
Moveitfred needs a hug.
So it's back to the routine today. An easy spin on the bike and some eastern efforts this evening with an attempt to ramp up the fitness back to acceptable levels this week. No "work" this week for me, so I have the goal of some long trail rides on Wednesday and Friday.
Now on to some musings about the road bike. So I've had the titanium dream machine for several years now, the road bike that I thought would be the last and greatest of my pathetic career. But y'know, I'm not so sure. See pretty much ever since I've had the thing I've endured these regular harmonic blasts resonating from the frame. Tesla, I believe, had my frame in mind.
All this noise comes from around the BB area, and I've tried it all short of replacing shit that I can't afford to replace. So it was back into the shop this past week for the yearly tune up that I'm too lazy to do myself, and I was rapping with the trusted mechanic about this overall noise annoyance.
Well those of you who know of Moveitfred know that I'm grotesquely tall and misshapen, and the titanium dream machine sports a triangle that Oprah could squeeze through. The trusted mechanic speculated that, unfortunately, due to the material and the size of the dream machine that it will likely forever be plagued with this resonance problem. It's just so damn big and tingly that it probably just has a nasty habit of picking up and magnifying any little bling or twang or twinge to monstrous levels of annoyance.
So trusted mechanic did a nice job of rebuilding and lock-tightening the BB, threw on the new chain and brake pads, and got her ready to roll for the year. Good to go. But I know it's going to start banging and clicking soon enough.
Maybe this isn't the material for me? A crawl through the web brings up other tall-dude experiences with the titanium that leave something to be desired. Don't get me wrong, the masters did a great job joining the tubes into a stiff performance machine, but maybe this just wasn't the best idea from the get-go.
Maybe I simply need a steel workhorse for the road. Steel frame, steel fork, Centaur group. Solid and tight and bomb-proof. Have this guy do it (if'in he's still doing it), or this guy, or maybe this guy. I even hear this guy does a good job on the cheap.
Anyway, that's the content for the day.