A (not very dramatic) confession!

I think it’s time to admit it:

I am a bicycling nut.

In fact, it’s time to go beyond that, and admit that my very life – in the form of my health – depends on bicycling.

For the past week I’ve been suffering, because a support strut broke on the seat of my recumbent:

It's aluminum, so it cracked all the way across instantly. Steel would have cracked and bent slowly. This increased risk is the price we pay for lighter frames.

With no immediate replacement, I’ve been forced – FORCED I tell you – to ride my “upright” bicycle again. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with the upright. It’s an old Bridgestone frame customized into a good touring bike, and I’ve taken it on many rides including a brief tour of Tasmania:

… But it’s not my recumbent. It’s not that speedy, panoramic experience I’ve grown used to, where every joint is perfectly at ease. And that little difference is making me cycle a little less. And with that, I suffer. Wailing; gnashing of teeth, et cetera!

Words to live by??

My mood is more down. My work goes slower. My sleep is more restless. My appetite no longer matches my exercise level, so I’m gaining weight. It’s all going just a little bit crap, because I can’t hop on my favorite bike. That’s a pretty big deal. And it’s a state of things that I should recognize.

So, fine. I’m a bicycling nut. Even though I don’t own any lycra clothing.

Onward!!

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