When Mrs. Stallion and I moved to a new residence this summer, I took little note of the wood stove listed as “supplemental heating”.
As I type this, it is a seasonable 30°F outside. Inside, it is a decidedly unseasonable 81°F. Supplemental, huh? I think our “primary” gas furnace has run for a grand total of about 48 hours.
I think we’re going to be spoiled by this thing.
Yes, the reports of Bike Alike‘s demise have been greatly exaggerated. The triumphant return features a character actor and a Swiss time machine.
It’s November, the days are shorter and colder. Times like these lend themselves to reflection. Fortunately I was able to land an interview with the man himself. The following is my interview with Mild Stallion.
Me: Outdoor season done?
Mild Stallion: Yeah, Mother Nature makes that decision for me. Too cold and windy, short days. Typical stuff.
Me: You sound kind of resigned to it. Do you have trouble leaving the road?
Mild Stallion: It’s part acceptance, part looking forward to the change. My riding becomes so sporadic this time of year that my fitness takes a hit. Love it or hate it, the trainer is more “aerobically correct” – I can get a more focused workout.
Me: How was the season?
Mild Stallion: I had some high hopes going into it. I had great fitness coming out of the winter and it translated very well to the road. Unfortunately for my riding, we moved to a new house in June. The whole process started in mid April, and the craziness didn’t subside until sometime in July. It took a really big toll on my rides.
Outside of riding, the new house has been a huge positive. It’s a much better situation than what we were living with for the previous seven years.
Me: I take it there was no Circuit Century?
Mild Stallion: Sadly, no. I just didn’t have the consistency of rides to build up to it. I had to concentrate on just getting rides in where I could. My average ride was under two hours. Compared to the previous 3 seasons where I averaged around 2.5 hours per ride, it was a significant drop.
Me: It sounds like a tough season. Were there any positives?
Mild Stallion: Oh sure. Physically I went through it unscathed and I got to get in some serious test time with a few “new to me” items.
Me: New to you?
Mild Stallion: Yeah, I wore bib shorts almost exclusively this year. That along with using chamois cream and the tires I rode on – it gave me a chance to see if they were for me.
Me: So how did you like the bib shorts?
Mild Stallion: It’s one of those items where I wonder how I ever rode without them! Very comfortable, no fear of showing my backside to the public (chuckles). It kept the chamois centered naturally.
When I used them in conjunction with the chamois cream, it made for a level of long-ride comfort that I didn’t know was available.
The tires I rode were Continental Gatorskins. As for them, let me put it this way; I can’t wait to go back to my GP 4000s next year.
Me: So what’s next for you?
Mild Stallion: Well, I’m already on the trainer. Getting used to the room in the new house where I ride it. It’s a smaller room than the old house. No problems after the first ride.
Looking forward to giving myself a good thrashing from time to time! (laughs) I’ve got a new Sufferfest to try and I think there’s going to be more coming out; I need some variety in the workouts that I do. I think I have about 20 separate video and audio workouts to do, so hopefully they won’t get too routine.
Me: Thanks for your time. Hope you have a good indoor season.
Mild Stallion: Thanks, I hope the fitness comes around.
There you have it, the man in his own words. One outdoor season over, one indoor season underway.
Thanks for reading!
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I’m debating on whether or not to keep this theme. Too fem?
Note: Sorry about the dearth of posts. I’ve got a lengthier one in the works.
So yesterday was an island of great cycling weather in between two crappy days. I left work early in order to get in a good 2 hour-plus ride in lovely Vischer Ferry. I get home and notice I have a flat on my rear tire. Ugh. I’m no wrench but I can repair a flat.
Now, I’ve seen competitions (on You Tube anyway) of people changing out a tube in under a minute. You will notice I don’t appear in these videos. I take my time to remove the old tube and try to locate the failure. After wrestling with it for what felt like 20 minutes I find that the failure was a puncture through the sidewall. Of my Continental Gatorskins.
Aren’t these supposed to be the tires with awesome sidewall protection? I haven’t had a puncture flat in 5 years. Add this to the lame road feel of these tires and I will never buy them again. In fact, the tire that replaced it on my bike is an old GP4000 front tire that was destined for the trainer as a rear wheel beater. Well, it’s getting pressed into service about a month early.
If you’re interested, the GP4000s have a much livelier road feel and I run them at about 10psi lower than the Gatorskins. I guess there’s a reason that the GP4000s are a go-to model for so many riders. They WILL be on my bike come next spring.
P.S. – the latex gloves I keep in the garage for this type of bike work – especially anything that involves fiddling with the chain – are a great idea. That black grime that can get on your skin does not wash away easily.
I remember the term “guilt gut” as the feeling you get in your stomach when you knew that you did something wrong.
Tonight was going to be a ride day. Turns out, I get stuck in traffic on the way home from work. It took about 3 times as long as usual. So I get home and I’m a little stressed and tired. Mrs. Stallion suggests riding tomorrow and going out for dinner.
The combination of being a good husband and lack of discipline made the decision for me. So of course, I could do the right thing health-wise and get a satisfying light meal. I do the exact opposite; an Italian Mix sub. At least I was able to resist the temptation for dessert.
The feeling afterward was that of Guilt Gut. In a literal sense, I felt very full. This was a big, big sandwich eaten with a 20 ounce soda. In a figurative sense, I felt terrible for the 180 degree turn my evening took. Instead of exercise and oatmeal, I ate an unhealthy dinner and watched TV.
There have been times like this in the past. Most of the time I don’t learn from it. Sometimes, however, the light goes on and discipline returns. I want that to happen this time. I hate the guilty feeling because I know what I did was wrong.