2 SEX ACTS IN PARKED CARS
LOTS AND LOTS OF ROADKILL
MAY + JUNE
134h 51m RIDING TIME
1845k / 1146mi
Last weekend, Monroe St. had the packed, white gravel roads of Strade Bianche.
"Wouldn't it be wonderful if it were like this everyday?" a walking older woman asked me as I descended Friday night.
"This neighborhood is so much nicer without the cars, you can take up the whole road!" an elderly man walking his dog told me as I ground my way up the hill.
By Tuesday, the white road was gone; underneath a glassy, smooth asphalt layer I'll be riding up and down this weekend.
Quick version: I'm doing a preview for each ride. If you read it and it sounds fun, it probably will be! Come! If you read it and it sounds like not a fun way to spend an afternoon, no hard feelings.
The longer version starts with me saying I'm not really that excited about trying to describe what a ride will be like.
I've never been a big fan of "no-drop" rides or "___ pace" riding. It's always seemed to me a bit like requiring yourself to take your shoes off before stepping inside every single time you come home, even with your arms full of groceries. Why put that pressure on yourself in the place you live?
Similarly, "no-drop" and paced rides seem to put such expectation and responsibility on someone (usually the person who got everyone together) when we're all out to have fun on bikes. Having to dance between a few dudes who want to race and a group that didn't think to pump up tires before the ride is tough and not fun for anyone.
With that in mind, here are the symbols I'll be using on the front page to more quickly describe what I think a ride might feel like ahead of time.
+ Full gas (quick, quick, quick!; probably very little free-wheeling)
= Chill but hearty (chit-chatting at a clip)
- Casual (relaxed, coasting, likely drinking champagne)
o Hangover (very likely drinking champagne)