Thunderstorms in the a.m. but they cleared by the time I had to leave. Oh, my, the Xtracycle is faster than the Transport! The latter will be in shop for a few days anticipating the need for some parts… we’ll see if I can peek at contacts for thelight for the Xtra, which continues to blink on at two or three big bumps on the commute.
I didn’t go out to Parkland b/c the brakes were truly marginal. This meant John Street and the happy discovery that Hopscotch Bakery has, indeed, added bike parking! Since I’m not finding the flash drive in question it would have been an exercise in frustration anyway…
Gubmint shut down. Hey, if Illinois can do it, why not the whole fray?
So! THe Transport froze solid and brakes wouldn’t move after it got “rode hard and put up wet.” Yesterday I missed the bus looking for keys (in my pocket), and figured I”d just hop on the red thing. Tricky b/c at Krannert I stepped on the mirror and haven’t worked that out… and coming back I hit bumps on Country Fair and on Main Street and … the light came on, briefly
So, it’s not the hub. Power’s coming forth from it — I need to discern where the connection’s not happening.
TOday it’s already 39 so I’m going to see if the Transport will get me out to Parkland where my stupid flash drive remains and then drop it off at the shop. (Yes, it’s tons easier to drop it off and hop the bus than to try to get it into the car thing: 2008 Avalon *not* made for hauling even regular sized bicycle.) Might just then turn the red one over to their perusal if they are into circuits.
HIghs above freezing for next week or so… but could be crappy enough to merit bussing out to get said bicycle Monday…
And a person from church wanted to know if I had a cold, because I looked like I had a cold.
That’s right, driving isn’t good for you…
Hoping that I’m on a grace wavelength… I’ve taken on a Project that Involves … thinking like an administrator. I have four days of five resisted noon inertia and gotten outside for lunch ride — yesterday three full times around. “You said you would do this” has been effective for squelching the inertia… and yes, 6000 being a genuine possibility. (448 miles to go but who’s counting 🙂 ) Sometimes thinking of the computrainer set up at Champaign Cycle which is open for people to record times on a hill climb…
Failed at the “blessing on you and everyone you endanger today” Monday when crossing University in front of the bus terminal and realizing the perpendicular driver was disregarding the red light… the fellow at the terminal, though, seemed to approve at my outburst. Since I was coming out of Choral Union it was a well-projected, well-enunciated tenor vocalization with “Hellooo, it’s a red light” with an extra word or two…(I was pre-escalated, having called out “liiiights!! Liiights!” the block before at a driver w/0 headlights to no avail. )
And that’s about as exciting as it gets besides the driver this a.m. who ignored the pedestrian flashers at Christie Clinic — the old “right lane drivers stopping for you but here comes Mr. Hurry” reason I don’t like a driver yielding to me when it’s really my right of way in similar situations.
Yesterday I rode in even though it was drizzling and 52 degrees nd windy but today was supposed to be the same only 42 degrees. When “it’ll just be worse tomorrow,” I usually ride because two days without riding is not a good thing at all.
Well, it was 47 … and not drizzling. It was windier.
I was plowing into the wind and feeling the effects of This Temperature on sinuses and things and decided that yes, riding in exactly this weather is a major boon to the immune system. Co-worker suggested that the feeling I had of germs dying as blood pumped and cool air penetrated was like the feeling as a shot of whiskey goes down and that’s pretty accurate. Happily the side effect euphoria of riding is less impairing than that of whisky…
I contemplated trying to get out for a little ride Thrusday before my road trip … no, I’m not at that fitness level where the body does it for me 😉 However, the mile numbers are working their motivation…last October I had 400 miles and I’m at 350 now… 650 to get to 6000 on the year.
Okay, yesterday I actually got hollered at by a yaboo in a pickup — whipping past me to duck under the viaduct by the bus terminal (there are concrete posts in the middle of the road where we go underneath so they had to go by pretty fast). I made a point of pulling out my phone and pointing it here and there and they disappeared pretty quickly.
I have put the plates on the car thing. I had no desire to drive it to the Sisters’ Residence, though. I’m going to try tokeep a full on diary of when I drive it — or, at least, when I do stuff with it like buy gas or wiper blades. We’ll see how long that lasts — but it might work just because I won’t be using the thing much.
That said, the Transport isn’t as much fun as the Xtra for commuting. The “oh,, I’ll just drive in” threshold is closer. This weekend — going to get that light thing working. I might swing by bike shops and see if they have the connectors handy and would part with one for me, or I’ll spend a few bucks (ugh! for half a cent worth of plastic that I could probably make with a 3D printer!) on one.
The Transport’s not as much fun because its railings and things clang madly with every bump. I need to find somebody who likes to mess with things 🙂 There’s got to be a way to quell the chaos. It *is* however tolerable now that I’ve stuck a bag on the other side for ballast balance.
Today I left work at 5:05 ’cause I really did want time to put the license plates on and in case people needed time. Wow! It’s a party out there! Easily 3 times as many bicycle commuters. So… the registration and stuff are all in the ccar where they’re supposed to be… the license plates are on… it is, really, “my car.”
I still hate cars. We’ll see how this goes.
…. Probably some time in thenext two or three days I’ll have done the paperwork and handed over the money and a legally registered, insured car will be in my driveway.
It’s an experiment. Will I do more if I have a car? For instance, I just read about an event in Illinois that — with a car — I could say “sure, I’ll be there, no problem!” My car-free experiment of these 9 years informs me that no, I don’t do the complicated planning to get there other ways. I just don’t think too hard about stuff that’s more than 10 miles away unless somebody else is going. It’ll be handy-dandy next Thursday when I’ve got a Thing to BE At in Bloomington-Normal. There are some church things in Kankakee that I could entertain participating in.
… but no more counting chickens ’til they’ve hatched… and the car will be returned to my brother when he wants it back…