I have no clue what happened, but for some reason Blogger suspended my account!?! There was no explaination, no warning, heck there wasn't even any notification!! The only thing that I finally managed to get was a generic notice (about 2 weeks ago) that my account was suspended due to violations of the user agreement. Apparently, they thought that I was selling or illegally promoting something. Once again, I have no clue what, or why, but they suspended my account due to these supposed violations.
So... when I received that notice regarding my suspension due to contract violations, I sent an email posthaste to the powers-that-be requesting to know what about this blog or account was inappropriately advertising anything! I have waited quite patiently for any kind of response, but to no avail.
Hmmm... What to do...?
And now, tonight, for the first time in what seems like forever, I checked out my blog. And there behold for one and all is my blog!?! What the heck?
Just as magically as it appeared, Llama Likes Bikes, has magically reappeared! (The "magically" comment is kind of funny as my son is watching Harry Potter right now.)
So, I hope that you will have some new and improved posts in the near future about my rides and riding. Then again, I need to get back on the bike anyway. I've been off for a while, and the weather is atrocious! So far we have had 3 straight days of rain. I like it, generally speaking, but don't like having that as an excuse for not riding. I hope that I can go for a ride this weekend.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
What a disappointing day!
I was looking forward to getting back on my bike for a good, long ride. Things were looking good, and I was out and about at a good time. I started with a nice mile and a half through the neighborhood before I even started on my route. I went out with vigor and enthusiasm. I took my 15-mile route and did it backwards. As it turns out, this is a LOT easier going the other way. I was cruising along about 1.5 mph faster than the normal route.
I was also enjoying some nice, not-too-hot weather. The shade along the road was nice, which helped my speed and time. It was rather foolish of me to start this route without a water bottle (as the cage broke earlier this week). It wasn't too bad generally speaking, although I did get a hankering for a drink.
The problem came in between miles 9-10. I don't know exactly what happened, but I felt a wobble and a fishtail. I looked down and saw that my rear wheel was wobbling!! I stopped to check it out, but couldn't tell if the wheel is out of true, or if there is a problem with the hub. I will check it out tonight, though.
I tried to limp along, and cruised along at about 12-13 mph, but didn't trust going any further without doing any damage. I ended up calling my wife to come and pick me up, which was embarrassing and disappointing. It was even worse when I realized that I was only 1.3 miles from home! Oh well, I'd rather make sure I got home safely without causing any significant damage to my bike.
So, it is time to either ride the as-of-yet-not-fully-restored Daimler, or spend the next few days jogging. Hmmm... what to do.
Oh yeah, and if that wasn't bad enough, my beloved Georgia Bulldogs lost to Oklahoma State. The calls were so bad and one-sided that even ABC's announcers were commenting on the lack of consistency. That doesn't change the fact that the Bulldogs did not execute when they had the chances.
A potentially broken bike... the Dawgs lose... and I may have to end up jogging... Yup, it was a VERY disappointing day.
I was also enjoying some nice, not-too-hot weather. The shade along the road was nice, which helped my speed and time. It was rather foolish of me to start this route without a water bottle (as the cage broke earlier this week). It wasn't too bad generally speaking, although I did get a hankering for a drink.
The problem came in between miles 9-10. I don't know exactly what happened, but I felt a wobble and a fishtail. I looked down and saw that my rear wheel was wobbling!! I stopped to check it out, but couldn't tell if the wheel is out of true, or if there is a problem with the hub. I will check it out tonight, though.
I tried to limp along, and cruised along at about 12-13 mph, but didn't trust going any further without doing any damage. I ended up calling my wife to come and pick me up, which was embarrassing and disappointing. It was even worse when I realized that I was only 1.3 miles from home! Oh well, I'd rather make sure I got home safely without causing any significant damage to my bike.
So, it is time to either ride the as-of-yet-not-fully-restored Daimler, or spend the next few days jogging. Hmmm... what to do.
Oh yeah, and if that wasn't bad enough, my beloved Georgia Bulldogs lost to Oklahoma State. The calls were so bad and one-sided that even ABC's announcers were commenting on the lack of consistency. That doesn't change the fact that the Bulldogs did not execute when they had the chances.
A potentially broken bike... the Dawgs lose... and I may have to end up jogging... Yup, it was a VERY disappointing day.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Holy FREAKIN' cow, what a night...
So I rode my bike out to the college and back, where I teach on Tuesday nights. It works out to a good 9.5 mile ride round trip, but tonight was something surreal. It seemed that everything that could go wrong, DID. Here's a quick list:
I had a beautifully clear night to ride with an almost-full moon, and I was able to see the road clearly enough to stay safely on it. But if that wasn't enough, every time that I was coming up on rough road, a pothole, loose gravel, or some other obstacle a car would happen to come by at that moment and I had light sufficient to safely navigate around any potential problem area. I was also blessed with many considerate drivers, who ALL moved into the far lane away from me while riding. This is something that NEVER seems to happen. Usually drivers want to see how close they can get to me.
At any rate, it was a night where there was potential for disaster through numerous safety issues, but all came through just fine. In the end I remained safe and actually feel very good thanks to the ride.
But just to let you know how much respect they give cyclists around here, this is what they consider "sharing the road."
- 20 mph headwind on the trip out
- Headlight batteries died
- Taillight batteries died
- Water bottle cage broke
- My pants leg got caught in my crankset and nearly flipped me off the bike. This is particularly puzzling as I had the leg rolled up AND tied with an ankle strap.
I had a beautifully clear night to ride with an almost-full moon, and I was able to see the road clearly enough to stay safely on it. But if that wasn't enough, every time that I was coming up on rough road, a pothole, loose gravel, or some other obstacle a car would happen to come by at that moment and I had light sufficient to safely navigate around any potential problem area. I was also blessed with many considerate drivers, who ALL moved into the far lane away from me while riding. This is something that NEVER seems to happen. Usually drivers want to see how close they can get to me.
At any rate, it was a night where there was potential for disaster through numerous safety issues, but all came through just fine. In the end I remained safe and actually feel very good thanks to the ride.
But just to let you know how much respect they give cyclists around here, this is what they consider "sharing the road."
Friday, August 28, 2009
Officially, the COOLEST website ever!!`
Okay, realistically, it's probably just the most useful website, but coolest sounds more fun. So check THIS out.
This is from the US National Track and Field website. It is a wonderful little tool that uses google maps to help you create routes. It is originally designed for running, but the applications are endless. I have already checked out some different routes that I have ridden (and it seems to concur with the odometer on my bike) and I have looked at some routes I am wanting to ride.
Now, on a side note, I rode my bike to work today. I was running late this morning, and I can fly to the school when I need to. On my way home, though, I took the long way, so I went three miles today instead of one. It still didn't do much for calorie burning, but it will help keep me limber until a real ride.
This is from the US National Track and Field website. It is a wonderful little tool that uses google maps to help you create routes. It is originally designed for running, but the applications are endless. I have already checked out some different routes that I have ridden (and it seems to concur with the odometer on my bike) and I have looked at some routes I am wanting to ride.
Now, on a side note, I rode my bike to work today. I was running late this morning, and I can fly to the school when I need to. On my way home, though, I took the long way, so I went three miles today instead of one. It still didn't do much for calorie burning, but it will help keep me limber until a real ride.
Back to work
School started up again. Yesterday (I'm writing just after midnight) teachers reported back, and students return the day after Labor Day. Oh what fun...
Seriously though I am looking forward to getting back into a normal routine. I hope to make exercise occur at a normal and/or consistent time of day. I will hit up the coaches at the school to find out when the track and weight room are available so I can use them as well.
My riding will not be anything impressive since I only live 0.5 miles from the school. However, there is a way I can wind through the neighborhood to kick it up to one mile. What's the point though? One mile isn't even enough time to work up a sweat, much less burn any calories. So I believe that I will continue to walk to school UNLESS I am going to change clothes and go for a long ride immediately after school. I can see myself doing that in the winter so that I can take advantage of the warmest part of the day.
Until then, I'll just continue the power walks and hit the bike in the late afternoon when it gets cooler.
On a positive note, I had two teachers tell me that I look like I've lost some weight. Apparently it is not much yet, but every little bit helps.
Right now, I'm just trying not to stop.
Seriously though I am looking forward to getting back into a normal routine. I hope to make exercise occur at a normal and/or consistent time of day. I will hit up the coaches at the school to find out when the track and weight room are available so I can use them as well.
My riding will not be anything impressive since I only live 0.5 miles from the school. However, there is a way I can wind through the neighborhood to kick it up to one mile. What's the point though? One mile isn't even enough time to work up a sweat, much less burn any calories. So I believe that I will continue to walk to school UNLESS I am going to change clothes and go for a long ride immediately after school. I can see myself doing that in the winter so that I can take advantage of the warmest part of the day.
Until then, I'll just continue the power walks and hit the bike in the late afternoon when it gets cooler.
On a positive note, I had two teachers tell me that I look like I've lost some weight. Apparently it is not much yet, but every little bit helps.
Right now, I'm just trying not to stop.
Friday, August 21, 2009
No ride, but an interesting day
Unfortunately I did not get to ride today. :( So sad....
But I did get in a decent walk today by going to the library. It was about 2 miles or so. I decided to shake things up and do something a little more "full-body." I planned on taking a ride after the boys went to bed, but that thrown all in arrears. Friday nights are family pizza and movie night. We make 2 pizzas from scratch, and each son helps mommy make one, but I digress.
Well, while I was walking home this afternoon, I got caught in a massive downpour. That was fun, and wet. The bottom dropped out of the sky and it rained rained rained!! The problem was that a tree limb fell in the storm, hit a power line, and knocked out the power in the neighborhood. It took about 2 hours for all to be restored... which meant that movie night was pushed back... so the boys have just gone to bed... and I am not going to start my ride at nearly 10 at night. So I am planning on getting up early to go on my ride.
Before the storm, though, I did come across something here in town that I had seen, but never really looked at. This is a German WWI 150 mm howitzer! Now, you should be asking yourselves, "what is a 1917 German cannon doing in front of town hall in a small, rural, southern Virginia town." I'm glad you asked. This was taken as one of the so-called "spoils of war." The local Sons of Confederate Veterans chapter managed to acquire this, somehow, at the end of WWI and donated it to the town as a memorial to those local citizens who served and died in the war. They also managed to get some of the projectiles for the weapon. You can see them lined up on the right-hand side of the cannon.
Maybe it's just me, but I find this fascinating! Too many people I know here just see a cannon and think that there is nothing special about that. Yet how many have actually taken the time to stop and think of either it's significance or its rarity. This is the kind of rare gem that makes traveling so much fun! There's a lot of stuff out there to be seen and experienced, but too few actually do it. Every time I slow down and look around, I love it.
You should try it too.
And in case you are interested, it appears that Norwood, Massachusetts has the same thing. Maybe they were on sale after the war.
But I did get in a decent walk today by going to the library. It was about 2 miles or so. I decided to shake things up and do something a little more "full-body." I planned on taking a ride after the boys went to bed, but that thrown all in arrears. Friday nights are family pizza and movie night. We make 2 pizzas from scratch, and each son helps mommy make one, but I digress.
Well, while I was walking home this afternoon, I got caught in a massive downpour. That was fun, and wet. The bottom dropped out of the sky and it rained rained rained!! The problem was that a tree limb fell in the storm, hit a power line, and knocked out the power in the neighborhood. It took about 2 hours for all to be restored... which meant that movie night was pushed back... so the boys have just gone to bed... and I am not going to start my ride at nearly 10 at night. So I am planning on getting up early to go on my ride.
Before the storm, though, I did come across something here in town that I had seen, but never really looked at. This is a German WWI 150 mm howitzer! Now, you should be asking yourselves, "what is a 1917 German cannon doing in front of town hall in a small, rural, southern Virginia town." I'm glad you asked. This was taken as one of the so-called "spoils of war." The local Sons of Confederate Veterans chapter managed to acquire this, somehow, at the end of WWI and donated it to the town as a memorial to those local citizens who served and died in the war. They also managed to get some of the projectiles for the weapon. You can see them lined up on the right-hand side of the cannon.Maybe it's just me, but I find this fascinating! Too many people I know here just see a cannon and think that there is nothing special about that. Yet how many have actually taken the time to stop and think of either it's significance or its rarity. This is the kind of rare gem that makes traveling so much fun! There's a lot of stuff out there to be seen and experienced, but too few actually do it. Every time I slow down and look around, I love it.
You should try it too.
And in case you are interested, it appears that Norwood, Massachusetts has the same thing. Maybe they were on sale after the war.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
It's been a long depressing week...
Last weekend I did the unthinkable... I weighed myself! (insert nervous gulping sound here)
The result? I gained 15 lbs!?!
I must admit that this shook me pretty badly. I'd spent so long working so hard, and here I am gaining weight? I went into a bout of severe depression for a few days after that. To make matters worse, some of my cycling friends informed me about how much weight they gained and expanded around the midsection. Needless to say, that made things worse.
However, after a couple of days, I started doing some research here are some points that seem to be considered while riding to lose weight:
The result? I gained 15 lbs!?!
I must admit that this shook me pretty badly. I'd spent so long working so hard, and here I am gaining weight? I went into a bout of severe depression for a few days after that. To make matters worse, some of my cycling friends informed me about how much weight they gained and expanded around the midsection. Needless to say, that made things worse.
However, after a couple of days, I started doing some research here are some points that seem to be considered while riding to lose weight:
- DRINK MORE WATER!! This seems to be a consistent key, and it seems that I need to drink more while cycling than other forms of excercise I have done in the past.
- DISTANCE!! This is of vital importance. Upon further investigation, the guys who gained weight while riding seemed to ride anywhere from 8-12 miles per day. The difference is that they rode in short segments of a couple of miles at the time. Now, this leads to my next point:
- CONTINUITY!! I have read various studies arguing for and against segmented workouts. However, conversations with people who have successfully lost weight cycling seem to say 15 miles per continuous ride is how they did it. Long story short: I need to ride longer distances more often.
- SCHEDULE!! Although I am just excited of the prospect of losing weight, but I need a little more patience. I think I will have to change the schedule for one day aerobic, one day anaerobic.
- GET OFF THE D@MN SCALE!! Two points here:
- First of all, muscle weighs more than fat. So as I build muscle and tone my (already beautiful) legs, the weight will go up with the increased muscle mass.
- Secondly, I need to focus on the waist line, and not the scale. Which is also depressing, but at the same time I need to consider this: I gained 15 lbs, but my clothes fit exactly the same. You try adding that much without having to adjust your wardrobe.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Random thoughts
Just a few comments today. I haven't had a chance to ride yet because I have spent a majority of the day in the library or in class. It has not been a fun day, and I don't know if I will get to ride with the rain we're having today. *insert big frowny face here*
Yesterday was a busy day as well, but I was able to get in a quick 5 mile jaunt. I hope to do the same tonight after the boys go to bed.
I do want to make a comment regarding why I like cycling, outside of the whole "hoping-to-lose-weight-and-feeling-better-physically" thing. It starts with my love of driving. Ever since I got my driver's license I have LOVED driving... perhaps that is why I spent 3 years driving buses... who knows.
At any rate, as a teenager, I loved sneaking away for a Sunday afternoon drive. In south Georgia, we had many roads that were sloping and curvy, with little to no law enforcement. I would go out and push my car and driving abilities. There was nothing like a drive in the country.
Cycling is kind of like that, but a little more intimate. When you are on a bike, you feel the curves of the road, the imperfections, the gravel... Everything that exists on the road, you become a part of. I find things you would never see otherwise. On one ride, I found 3 snake skins that had been shed. I have seen deer and many other animals who otherwise would have gone unnoticed.
Perhaps the best part is the weather. Admittedly, it can (and sometimes is) the worst part. But think about this: on a bike (or a motorcycle for that matter) there is no climate control. You feel the hot or the cold. If it is wet, you are wet. The notice the individual smells, the wind, and anything else going on around you.
In short, when cycling, you are truly riding in the country. In a car, at best, you are merely riding through the country.
Think about that next time you are out driving. Would you rather be in or going through the country?
Yesterday was a busy day as well, but I was able to get in a quick 5 mile jaunt. I hope to do the same tonight after the boys go to bed.
I do want to make a comment regarding why I like cycling, outside of the whole "hoping-to-lose-weight-and-feeling-better-physically" thing. It starts with my love of driving. Ever since I got my driver's license I have LOVED driving... perhaps that is why I spent 3 years driving buses... who knows.
At any rate, as a teenager, I loved sneaking away for a Sunday afternoon drive. In south Georgia, we had many roads that were sloping and curvy, with little to no law enforcement. I would go out and push my car and driving abilities. There was nothing like a drive in the country.
Cycling is kind of like that, but a little more intimate. When you are on a bike, you feel the curves of the road, the imperfections, the gravel... Everything that exists on the road, you become a part of. I find things you would never see otherwise. On one ride, I found 3 snake skins that had been shed. I have seen deer and many other animals who otherwise would have gone unnoticed.
Perhaps the best part is the weather. Admittedly, it can (and sometimes is) the worst part. But think about this: on a bike (or a motorcycle for that matter) there is no climate control. You feel the hot or the cold. If it is wet, you are wet. The notice the individual smells, the wind, and anything else going on around you.
In short, when cycling, you are truly riding in the country. In a car, at best, you are merely riding through the country.
Think about that next time you are out driving. Would you rather be in or going through the country?
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Today was a fun day riding. One of my fellow teachers, who lives in my neighborhood, and I went for a ride together. She has a nice fixter of a beach cruiser and is jsut now attmpting to start riding her bike to save fuel and miles on her car. So I showed her some good routes to ride, and we went to the post office. Together we managed a full 3 miles together.
We went along at a nice 12mph (or so) pace. We made it back to her house, I dropped the hammer and pushed it for a hard ride after that. I went down a stretch of road that has nice gentle hills (if you can even call them that) and I cruised along at about 17 or 18 mph for that stretch for an additional 8 milesm making 11 total for the day. It was a nice ride, and also fun to have someone with whom I could chat for a while.
I am trying to talk her into riding her bike to school regularly. That way we will have 3 bikes crammed in the teacher's lounge. Maybe then the school can look into getting a bike rack. That would be GREAT since there are some students who I know would ride if they had a place to secure their bikes. We'll see if it can happen.
Alas, I digress.
On another note, I must say that temperature plays such a dramatic difference. Going out this morning, it was about 20 degrees cooler (upper 70s), with a mostly cloudy sky made the ride amazing. I went a mile further and completed the ride faster than I did on Monday. Yet when I got home, I had a drink of water and was all set for more activities. After Monday's ride, I came home and collapsed on the floor after only 5 miles. Fortunately, the cooler weather is predicted for the rest of the week.
Ahhh.... I'm looking forward to some good rides!!
Finally, here is another great sign I came across while riding. I don't know about you, but I'm quite glad they informed me that the road ends in 110 miles! Not 11.0 or 1.10, but 110 miles. I checked the sign closely and it indeed lacks any period. Sheesh, if there's no outlet, and you've driven for 2 hours, you probably know what you're looking for down there....
We went along at a nice 12mph (or so) pace. We made it back to her house, I dropped the hammer and pushed it for a hard ride after that. I went down a stretch of road that has nice gentle hills (if you can even call them that) and I cruised along at about 17 or 18 mph for that stretch for an additional 8 milesm making 11 total for the day. It was a nice ride, and also fun to have someone with whom I could chat for a while.
I am trying to talk her into riding her bike to school regularly. That way we will have 3 bikes crammed in the teacher's lounge. Maybe then the school can look into getting a bike rack. That would be GREAT since there are some students who I know would ride if they had a place to secure their bikes. We'll see if it can happen.
Alas, I digress.
On another note, I must say that temperature plays such a dramatic difference. Going out this morning, it was about 20 degrees cooler (upper 70s), with a mostly cloudy sky made the ride amazing. I went a mile further and completed the ride faster than I did on Monday. Yet when I got home, I had a drink of water and was all set for more activities. After Monday's ride, I came home and collapsed on the floor after only 5 miles. Fortunately, the cooler weather is predicted for the rest of the week.
Ahhh.... I'm looking forward to some good rides!!
Finally, here is another great sign I came across while riding. I don't know about you, but I'm quite glad they informed me that the road ends in 110 miles! Not 11.0 or 1.10, but 110 miles. I checked the sign closely and it indeed lacks any period. Sheesh, if there's no outlet, and you've driven for 2 hours, you probably know what you're looking for down there....
Monday, August 10, 2009
Hottest Day of the Year, and Another Milestone
No, I am not exaggerating. Seriously, today was the hottest day of 2009 in this area. The temperature was up to 99 with a heat index of nearly 110. I swear, I thought I was back in Georgia. Nonetheless, I went for my ride today. Although I could have easily written off part (if not all) of it, I knew I needed to go.
So I ran my errands by the post office, registered my son for kindergarten, and picked up some textbooks from the junior college (where I teach at nights). All in all it turned into a 9.75 mile ride for the day, but it was miserable!!!
I stopped three times to fill up my water bottle, and even stopped in one convenient store just to cool down for a couple of minutes. My legs were putty and nearly useless by the time I got home. I felt worse then after Saturday's ride more than twice as far.
The worst part was that I was so tired, I fell asleep before taking a shower. Ugh....
Fortunately, tomorrow will not be as hot, and the rest of the week is lining up for the mid-80s. I am looking forward to some good rides before I must return to teaching.
The other great milestone is that today I passed 400 miles on my bike! It's a little weird thinking that I have ridden that far, but obviously I have. I am looking forward to many more miles, but also looking forward to losing some weight. Alas, I still haven't come to weigh myself. I guess I'll do that in another hundred miles or so...
So I ran my errands by the post office, registered my son for kindergarten, and picked up some textbooks from the junior college (where I teach at nights). All in all it turned into a 9.75 mile ride for the day, but it was miserable!!!
I stopped three times to fill up my water bottle, and even stopped in one convenient store just to cool down for a couple of minutes. My legs were putty and nearly useless by the time I got home. I felt worse then after Saturday's ride more than twice as far.
The worst part was that I was so tired, I fell asleep before taking a shower. Ugh....
Fortunately, tomorrow will not be as hot, and the rest of the week is lining up for the mid-80s. I am looking forward to some good rides before I must return to teaching.
The other great milestone is that today I passed 400 miles on my bike! It's a little weird thinking that I have ridden that far, but obviously I have. I am looking forward to many more miles, but also looking forward to losing some weight. Alas, I still haven't come to weigh myself. I guess I'll do that in another hundred miles or so...
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Longest Ride Yet!! ...And some disappointing news
I am super excited after yesterday. I rode for a whopping 21.5 miles! That nearly doubled my previous single trip distance of 12 miles. I used to think that 10 miles was pretty good, well for a fat guy that is. As it turns out, I am capable of much more.I went at (what I consider to be) a disappointing 14 mph. I could sit here and talk about the headwind (which was pretty bad), or the heat (upper 90s!), or even that there were more hills than anticipated (which is true). All of these things came together to make it a challenging ride. I pushed myself longer and farther than I ever had before, and in the end, I wasn't thinking about how hard it was, the hills, the heat, or anything else. I was thinking how much I wish I had taken a camera! There were some nice scenes along Hwy 301, but I can wax poetically about that at another time.
Not only was I excited about the distance, but I have also been going for three weeks as of yesterday. In that time, I have cycled 104 miles! This works out to 4.95 miles per day in that time. Which tells me that I am hitting the overall average, AND that I have largely compensated from my family vacation to Georgia.
Now for the disappointment. I was speaking with a far more avid cyclist than I. He explained (completely unsolicited and unawares of my plan or this blog) that for weight loss, I should expect to cycle 12-15 miles at a time! I don't know how I will get that much out everyday. Maybe I will kick my goal up to 10, I'm not sure. All I know is that I have A LOT more work ahead of me.
I will try to get in a 6 mile rie tonight, but I have at least 10 tomorrow with the various errands I have tomorrow (Monday). Here's to a lot more work, and a lot more fun!!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Llama Road Kill (Almost)
It has been a long hard 3 days since I returned from Georgia. I have pushed myself hard and had a lot of fun with it. After doing 7 miles worth of errands on Tuesday, I went out that evening for a quick 3 mile ride to make 10 for the day.
Yesterday, I left for the Wednesday night service at church early and asked my wife to pick me up on the way whenever she caught up to me. I went down a fairly busy stretch of road that I had never ridden before. I should have known it would be more difficult when I had to cross the interstate (I-95). That was an adventure, but it was funny watching the reaction from teh driver behind me.
We were stopped at a traffic light immediately before the interstate. I was looking around, and I could see that he didn't like having a cyclist in front of him. Fortunately, we were on a slight downgrade, and I was able to get myself up to about 22 mph or so, and slingshot myself up the overpass. He was visibly impressed when he passed me half-way up the hill. He even gave me a "thumbs up."
That was all fine and dandy. The bad part came when I was on the rightmost of the four lane divided highway (two lanes in each direction). Most of the vehicles were passing in the left hand lane, which is greatly appreciated. (As a sidenote, if you see a cyclist, give him plenty of room on the road!!)
Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, a semi came past me with about 6 inches to spare!! It scared the ever living crap out of me!! Years ago, I drove buses, and I learned that 6 inches it more than enough room, but it still scared me when I wans't expecting it. Now, in all fairness, the trucker had cars in the next lane and could not move over, and I understand that he didn't/couldn't clow down just for a cyclist. But whoa.... that was something.
I had to stop for a few moments to collect my thoughts... which, now that I think about it, is better than stopping to collect body parts. Still it shook me up and I ended up going slower for the rest of the evening. That was why I only managed to do 10 miles. Nonetheless, I made it to the county line, which was definitely an accomplishment.
Speaking of accomplishments, with today's ride, I have managed 26 miles in 3 days! (I would have gone further today, but the rain was eminent, and I didn't want to get wet.) Tomorrow I will step on the scale and see if there is any progress.
Yesterday, I left for the Wednesday night service at church early and asked my wife to pick me up on the way whenever she caught up to me. I went down a fairly busy stretch of road that I had never ridden before. I should have known it would be more difficult when I had to cross the interstate (I-95). That was an adventure, but it was funny watching the reaction from teh driver behind me.
We were stopped at a traffic light immediately before the interstate. I was looking around, and I could see that he didn't like having a cyclist in front of him. Fortunately, we were on a slight downgrade, and I was able to get myself up to about 22 mph or so, and slingshot myself up the overpass. He was visibly impressed when he passed me half-way up the hill. He even gave me a "thumbs up."
That was all fine and dandy. The bad part came when I was on the rightmost of the four lane divided highway (two lanes in each direction). Most of the vehicles were passing in the left hand lane, which is greatly appreciated. (As a sidenote, if you see a cyclist, give him plenty of room on the road!!)
Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, a semi came past me with about 6 inches to spare!! It scared the ever living crap out of me!! Years ago, I drove buses, and I learned that 6 inches it more than enough room, but it still scared me when I wans't expecting it. Now, in all fairness, the trucker had cars in the next lane and could not move over, and I understand that he didn't/couldn't clow down just for a cyclist. But whoa.... that was something.
I had to stop for a few moments to collect my thoughts... which, now that I think about it, is better than stopping to collect body parts. Still it shook me up and I ended up going slower for the rest of the evening. That was why I only managed to do 10 miles. Nonetheless, I made it to the county line, which was definitely an accomplishment.
Speaking of accomplishments, with today's ride, I have managed 26 miles in 3 days! (I would have gone further today, but the rain was eminent, and I didn't want to get wet.) Tomorrow I will step on the scale and see if there is any progress.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
What exactly is a Wonder Llama?
I think it is time for you to meet the cast of characters in this endeavor, which would include me and my bikes. I wanted to to start things off with me; not because I am arrogant and self aggrandizing, but because I know that a few of you are wondering where the title/nickname/moniker of Manuel the Wonder Llama originated. Well here you go, wonder no more…
It was at a ripe young age that I first saw Monty Python and the Holy Grail (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071853/). It was on A&E, and yes, I did watch that channel in 8th grade. If you have not seen it, then take the time, otherwise, this post may sound like gibberish. (Let’s be honest, it may still sound like that, but we’ll see.)
At the beginning of the film, the dramatic opening credits are cut short due (twice) and finally they hire another crew to finish them. Due to budget cuts, they hire a super cheap group peopled almost exclusively by llamas. One of the crew was named Ralph the Wonder Llama. By the end of it I came to love Monty Python, and I was starting to learn the subtleties of their humor.
So, it was the very next day in school that I was in Georgia History when things came together. My teacher was Mr. Sweat. Seriously! His name was Mr. Sweat! If you think that is bad, his first name was Delmos. I swear, it is like his parents didn’t think he had to grow up in school. But I digress…
So we were discussing women’s suffrage in history, and one of the girls in class was up on her soapbox about women’s lib. I saw the opportunity and I couldn’t resist. I raised my hand and threw in my two cents worth:
Me: Mr. Sweat, I agree. A woman’s place is not in the kitchen…
Classmate: Finally a guy who gets it!
Me: …we need her in the rest of the house: to do the laundry, make the bed, clean the living room…
Needless to say, this did not go over too well with everyone. Some laughed, but my colleague got quite irritated, and challenged me:
Classmate: I swear, you really are just like every other guy I can’t believe you. Just who do you think you are?
Me: (Thinking of the intro to Holy Grail) “I am Manuel Llama”
Her: Huh?
Me: And not only am I a llama, I am a Wonder Llama! And nobody messes with a Wonder Llama!!
And so there you go. The official creation of Manuel the Wonder Llama. It is silly, stupid, and crazy. However, that is where the term came from. Sorry if it is a bit underwhelming. But this is where my love of Llamas started. Perhaps that is why I like Carl from "The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron." Oh, and this is an artist's rendition of a Wonder Llama looks like. (Thanks Preston!)
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
A Great New Prank!
So I was glad to get back into the cycling action after vacation. I used today to run some errands around town to get myself started back on a good note. Unfortunately, this town is small enough that my main errands wouldn't take a full five miles. So I got creative and took a long route, and added an unnecessary task just to get my mileage up where it needed to be. Actually, I went a little over 7 miles when all was said and done.
I did, however, come up with a fun prank. I had to go by the Department of Motor Vehicles and decided to stop in and see how they handle a cyclist. I rode up, went in with my helmet, and inquired about how to get a license for my bike. They kept trying to answer about a motorcycle. Big surprise right? The bast part was when I was informed that my helmet was not appropriate for a motorcycle. It took them a while to realize that I was talking about a bicycle!
Oh... it was fun! Stupid, but fun.
I did, however, come up with a fun prank. I had to go by the Department of Motor Vehicles and decided to stop in and see how they handle a cyclist. I rode up, went in with my helmet, and inquired about how to get a license for my bike. They kept trying to answer about a motorcycle. Big surprise right? The bast part was when I was informed that my helmet was not appropriate for a motorcycle. It took them a while to realize that I was talking about a bicycle!
Oh... it was fun! Stupid, but fun.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Back Home and Way Behind
You know, it is generally a bad idea to try and start a new exercise program of ANY kind the week before leaving on a family vacation. We were gone for 11 days, and I only rode my five miles on 4 of those days.
I missed 3 days in travel, 1 due to being doped up on benedryl after being swarmed by wasps, and 3 more due to inclement weather. Ugh... what a horrible vacation for cycling!!
Otherwise the trip was okay. It consisted of much yard work and odd jobs for my mom and mother-in-law. Plus, there were the online graduate classes that I am working on as well. Hmmm.... On second thought, it was not much of a fun vacation now was it?
Fortunately, I am back home! This means I can get back to a regular schedule and get back in the cycling groove! Whoo hoo!!
I plan on starting tomorrow by running my various needed errands on bike. That should cover the mileage easily. Plus, after the many hills in Snellville, the flatlands of southside Virginia will be like visiting an old friend.
And I am sorry that I took so long to update. So I would like to reward your patience with a hilarious sign that I saw today at a rest stop on I-85 in North Carolina. This is one of the better public signs I have seen.
Based upon the phrasing, I guess it is not punishable to use the parking lot as a urinal but NOT as a toilet.
The scary part is that you know they would not have made a sign if there had not been a need for explaining it.
I missed 3 days in travel, 1 due to being doped up on benedryl after being swarmed by wasps, and 3 more due to inclement weather. Ugh... what a horrible vacation for cycling!!
Otherwise the trip was okay. It consisted of much yard work and odd jobs for my mom and mother-in-law. Plus, there were the online graduate classes that I am working on as well. Hmmm.... On second thought, it was not much of a fun vacation now was it?
Fortunately, I am back home! This means I can get back to a regular schedule and get back in the cycling groove! Whoo hoo!!
I plan on starting tomorrow by running my various needed errands on bike. That should cover the mileage easily. Plus, after the many hills in Snellville, the flatlands of southside Virginia will be like visiting an old friend.
And I am sorry that I took so long to update. So I would like to reward your patience with a hilarious sign that I saw today at a rest stop on I-85 in North Carolina. This is one of the better public signs I have seen.
Based upon the phrasing, I guess it is not punishable to use the parking lot as a urinal but NOT as a toilet.The scary part is that you know they would not have made a sign if there had not been a need for explaining it.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
A bit of advice for the men out there
I missed riding yesterday due to an unfortunate incident involving a lawn mower, a swarm of yellow jackets, and a whole bunch of benedryl. Fortunately, I appear to not be allergic, and have fully recovered from the incident. There were at least 5 stings, and there were probably more. I'm unsure because I ran out of fingers upon which to count...
Today's ride was largely uneventful, but I have learned one VERY important lesson to share with all of the men folk out there. Simply put: Always have your own soap! I am here on vacation, and I am at the mercy of my mother-in-law's showering amenities. This usually is not a problem as there has always been masculine shampoo. However, today I came across the unthinkable: no soap. Seriously, men use bar soap. Women use that shampoo-esque bath gel. And that was all I had to clean up with after my ride.
Ugh...
You see, I was showering up to go on a date with my wife. A true date, that involved dinner, and opening car doors for her, and fancy stuff like that. Alas, I couldn't smell manly for her because the shower gods conspired against a man on vacation. So I had to go out with her smelling like "Warm Vanilla Brown Sugar." And let me just tell you, that smell clashes with the Speed Stick deodorant!!
There it is, men. The moral of the story, when you go on vacation, make sure you pack soap with your toiletries.
Today's ride was largely uneventful, but I have learned one VERY important lesson to share with all of the men folk out there. Simply put: Always have your own soap! I am here on vacation, and I am at the mercy of my mother-in-law's showering amenities. This usually is not a problem as there has always been masculine shampoo. However, today I came across the unthinkable: no soap. Seriously, men use bar soap. Women use that shampoo-esque bath gel. And that was all I had to clean up with after my ride.
Ugh...
You see, I was showering up to go on a date with my wife. A true date, that involved dinner, and opening car doors for her, and fancy stuff like that. Alas, I couldn't smell manly for her because the shower gods conspired against a man on vacation. So I had to go out with her smelling like "Warm Vanilla Brown Sugar." And let me just tell you, that smell clashes with the Speed Stick deodorant!!
There it is, men. The moral of the story, when you go on vacation, make sure you pack soap with your toiletries.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Conquering Snellville
We made our way up to Snellville (near Atlanta) to visit some more family and friends. Since I missed a ride on Monday I determined to try and catch up on Tuesday.
No such luck.
I think I have managed to find a natural anomaly. I believe that this town is the one in existence to have more uphills than down. Even when I tried to return home, I swear that there were roads going uphill both ways!?!
The worst part about riding around here is that I don't know the area that well, which means I was learning it as I rode. Coming from rural Georgia, there is something that I am familiar with, but of which I do not have an intimate knowledge: cul de sacs!! These things are evil! What's worse is that they pop up out seemingly of nowhere, and usually at the bottom of one of the few hills.
At least that was the case yesterday when I managed to get a downhill, and I was flying along just over 27 mph, when I happened to see the dreaded cul de sac. Expletives ran through my mind as I locked down my brakes in an attempt to stop before flying further down the hill, but without pavement. I was seriously considering putting my feet on the ground to try and "Fred Flintone" that bike to a stop...
Fortunately that was not necessary as I turned that remaining energy into a fast turn around. Then there was something even worse: the uphill from Satan.
To be honest, I got a little lazy at that point. I put it in the granny gear and eased my way back up the hill a little under 10 mph. I know where I am NOT riding today.
Although I didn't catch up in distance, I do believe that I managed to burn more calories and get a better workout than if I has simply ridden 10 miles on flatter ground. Oh the joy that is the uphill battle. I'm not really looking forward to today's ride, mostly because I have to go and cut grass first.
No such luck.
I think I have managed to find a natural anomaly. I believe that this town is the one in existence to have more uphills than down. Even when I tried to return home, I swear that there were roads going uphill both ways!?!
The worst part about riding around here is that I don't know the area that well, which means I was learning it as I rode. Coming from rural Georgia, there is something that I am familiar with, but of which I do not have an intimate knowledge: cul de sacs!! These things are evil! What's worse is that they pop up out seemingly of nowhere, and usually at the bottom of one of the few hills.
At least that was the case yesterday when I managed to get a downhill, and I was flying along just over 27 mph, when I happened to see the dreaded cul de sac. Expletives ran through my mind as I locked down my brakes in an attempt to stop before flying further down the hill, but without pavement. I was seriously considering putting my feet on the ground to try and "Fred Flintone" that bike to a stop...
Fortunately that was not necessary as I turned that remaining energy into a fast turn around. Then there was something even worse: the uphill from Satan.
To be honest, I got a little lazy at that point. I put it in the granny gear and eased my way back up the hill a little under 10 mph. I know where I am NOT riding today.
Although I didn't catch up in distance, I do believe that I managed to burn more calories and get a better workout than if I has simply ridden 10 miles on flatter ground. Oh the joy that is the uphill battle. I'm not really looking forward to today's ride, mostly because I have to go and cut grass first.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Not so anonymous...
Sunday morning I went for a nice pre-church ride. It was nothing too long, a quick 5.5 miles, but this time I truly went with a purpose: to answer my question. As it turns out, things seemed easier on Saturday because of the slower speed. I pushed myself as I normally would, and found the town to be every bit as I remembered it; not too hard, but still a decent workout.
The best part was that it was a cool (high 70s) Sunday morning. In a sleepy little town like Swainsboro, that meant that I largely had the roads to myself. It is great to be able to ride and not worry about cars, traffic, exhaust, or anything else. All I had was some quiet time with the outdoor air and my thoughts. But, with the way my mind works, that could be a scary thing... as you are about to see...
The best part of the ride was that I got to take a picture that I have wanted for years. Our local Alcoholics Anonymous building is something unique. First of all, they have their own BUILDING! Not a meeting hall, not a room in a church, but an entire structure. What's worse is that they have their own sign out front. This is nothing abnormal about that per se. What is unusual is the size of the sign. It is massive! Below you will see it, and my bike is in the picture for a size comparison. 
Now, what this tells me is that they have enough need and business to erect a massive, concrete, permanent sign for this facility. Yet what makes it really interesting is the willingness to have it. You see, a town like Swainsboro is small enough that you can pretty much recognize people by their cars. I did it in high school all the time, and I know many people who still do. My point is that if you are at an AA meeting, people driving by know your car and know why you're there. Hmmm.... not so anonymous now is it?
Fortunately I didn't have to worry about anyone asking my why I was there on a Sunday morning. I figure those who are successful in the program are at home getting ready for church, and those who are not doing so well are at home hungover. Either way, I was free to sightsee all I wanted!
Yes it was a good ride.
Unfortunately, I missed a Monday ride due to yardwork and inclement weather. I need to make up for that later today.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
First Ride in Georgia
I love Georgia. I lived here for many years, and have pined for the state while I lived in South Carolina. Now, after a year in Virginia, I came back in the late July and have to say, I LOVE Virginia summers. Oh my gosh... the weather down here is horrible. Sadly, though it is no where near as bad as when I was in high school. We are not hitting 110 yet. Still, upper 90s with a side order of 90% humidity, I do not miss this!
Which is why I will cycle in the mornings or late at night. I went for a ride at 10:00 this morning, and that was very nearly too late. Fortunately, I was able to ride with my wife. She's great, but a lot slower than I am, which may be a good thing. I'm sure that if I pushed myself at my normal pace I would have gone too hard in the heat. As it stood, we managed a nice 12 mph. (Which was much like riding with my nephew... you can check that story if you like.)
I must admit that the roads, hills, and everywhere else I used to go seemed to be a lot easier than before. I don't know if it was because of the additional year of practice or if it was from the decreased in speed. Either way, I think I was sweating more from the heat than the ride.
We managed a nice 5.33 miles today, and I look forward to another ride tomorrow. I hope that I can go with Wifey again, but we will see about that in the morning.
Which is why I will cycle in the mornings or late at night. I went for a ride at 10:00 this morning, and that was very nearly too late. Fortunately, I was able to ride with my wife. She's great, but a lot slower than I am, which may be a good thing. I'm sure that if I pushed myself at my normal pace I would have gone too hard in the heat. As it stood, we managed a nice 12 mph. (Which was much like riding with my nephew... you can check that story if you like.)
I must admit that the roads, hills, and everywhere else I used to go seemed to be a lot easier than before. I don't know if it was because of the additional year of practice or if it was from the decreased in speed. Either way, I think I was sweating more from the heat than the ride.
We managed a nice 5.33 miles today, and I look forward to another ride tomorrow. I hope that I can go with Wifey again, but we will see about that in the morning.
Family Trip with EVERYTHING... and a Trash Can
So we have come down to Georgia to visit family (both mine and my wife's). The bad part is that I didn't get to ride for two days in a row. Thursday I missed due to traffic court (that's another story altogether...) and Friday I missed due a mere 9-hour trip in the car. That was fun. I could literally feel myself getting fatter just sitting there for so long.
And to make that worse, I actually had an ice cream cone yesterday! Well, first it is important to know that we have a little bit a tradition. Since we usually come down I-95, the kids always want to stop at South of the Border. If you do not know what that is... you HAVE to take a trip down 95 just to get the experience once. Trust me, there is enough local color that you do not even have to get off of the interstate to experience it. Well, it is a good point approximately half way, and not a bad place to stretch our legs, so we usually stop and let the boys get an ice cream cone. It was here that I made my mistake.
I had an ice cream too.
Full fat ice cream.
I know that was horrible for any kind of weight loss, but I have lost 5 lbs in the first week of cycling, and was feeling good, and was apparently not thinking. So I had a "trash can." This is a flavor of ice cream that is a combination of all other flavors. I don't know how or why they make it, but they do. And it is offered at South of the Border. And I had one. It must be popular as it was the only flavor that was nearly gone. All I can say is that was another once in a lifetime experience that I am glad I had, and will never have again.
So, that aside, we made it back down to south Georgia for the first time in nearly a year. But I did the important thing: I brought my bike. It's going to be fun to ride in my old stomping grounds and see how it compares. I used to ride on a crappy old Wal-Mart bike, which was great until I replaced it with a Trek... one of the best moves I have made.
So now I get to see how a good bike and one year's worth of experience on a decent bike changes the riding experience in south Georgia.
I'll let you know how it goes.
And to make that worse, I actually had an ice cream cone yesterday! Well, first it is important to know that we have a little bit a tradition. Since we usually come down I-95, the kids always want to stop at South of the Border. If you do not know what that is... you HAVE to take a trip down 95 just to get the experience once. Trust me, there is enough local color that you do not even have to get off of the interstate to experience it. Well, it is a good point approximately half way, and not a bad place to stretch our legs, so we usually stop and let the boys get an ice cream cone. It was here that I made my mistake.
I had an ice cream too.
Full fat ice cream.
I know that was horrible for any kind of weight loss, but I have lost 5 lbs in the first week of cycling, and was feeling good, and was apparently not thinking. So I had a "trash can." This is a flavor of ice cream that is a combination of all other flavors. I don't know how or why they make it, but they do. And it is offered at South of the Border. And I had one. It must be popular as it was the only flavor that was nearly gone. All I can say is that was another once in a lifetime experience that I am glad I had, and will never have again.
So, that aside, we made it back down to south Georgia for the first time in nearly a year. But I did the important thing: I brought my bike. It's going to be fun to ride in my old stomping grounds and see how it compares. I used to ride on a crappy old Wal-Mart bike, which was great until I replaced it with a Trek... one of the best moves I have made.
So now I get to see how a good bike and one year's worth of experience on a decent bike changes the riding experience in south Georgia.
I'll let you know how it goes.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Riding with my nephew
I went riding today even though I didn't feel like it at first. This is the great and odd rule of cycling. The more I don't want to go, the more I am glad that I did when I get home. There is some kind of weird, inversely-proportionate rule for that I think.
At any rate, I went riding with my nephew. He borrowed my good bike, and I took the 35 year old Daimler road bike out for a spin... that was an adventure.
I know I am not fast, but I am a LOT fast than my nephew, who is 13. I had to stop twice to wait for him, and then made him ride in front of me so that I didn't leave him forever behind me. Actually, it was at the halfway point that I stopped and waited for over a minute for him to catch up. That was bad, but I never expected him to get so far behind on such a flat stretch of road.
Our trip was like this:
Nephew: peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle...
Me: peddle, peddle, coast... look at birds... enjoy the breeze... peddle, peddle, coast... look at birds... enjoy the breeze...
Well, you get the idea.
When we got back, we had gone 5.25 miles and I felt that I had hardly broken a sweat. We'd averaged 11.9 mph, which is a lot slower than my usual 15+ mph. Oh well, I will count this as a non-aerobic workout day.
It may have been slower, but I am glad that I went for the ride. It's pretty fun riding with someone. Plus, this is five days in a row. One more then I can take a day off. But at this rate, I might not. We'll see.
At any rate, I went riding with my nephew. He borrowed my good bike, and I took the 35 year old Daimler road bike out for a spin... that was an adventure.
I know I am not fast, but I am a LOT fast than my nephew, who is 13. I had to stop twice to wait for him, and then made him ride in front of me so that I didn't leave him forever behind me. Actually, it was at the halfway point that I stopped and waited for over a minute for him to catch up. That was bad, but I never expected him to get so far behind on such a flat stretch of road.
Our trip was like this:
Nephew: peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle...
Me: peddle, peddle, coast... look at birds... enjoy the breeze... peddle, peddle, coast... look at birds... enjoy the breeze...
Well, you get the idea.
When we got back, we had gone 5.25 miles and I felt that I had hardly broken a sweat. We'd averaged 11.9 mph, which is a lot slower than my usual 15+ mph. Oh well, I will count this as a non-aerobic workout day.
It may have been slower, but I am glad that I went for the ride. It's pretty fun riding with someone. Plus, this is five days in a row. One more then I can take a day off. But at this rate, I might not. We'll see.
4 Days Down... who knows how many to go...
So far I have managed to do this for four days straight. I started with a 10-miler on Saturday, and have followed up with 5 miles for the past 3 days. I must admit that this is the first day that I don't want to ride. Luckily it is the summer and I can put it off for a little while. I'm using the fog outside as an excuse. We get really thick fog that usually burns off around 10:00, so I will try to go then.
I have just today thought about when to weigh myself. Ugh... what a miserable concept. I really HATE the idea of stepping on a scale, but I have to do it at some point. Otherwise, I won't know if my plan is working. So, after careful thought and consideration (I believe I spent about one half of a second on it) I have decided that I will do that on the weekend. That way, I will start at the one week mark and keep it going from there.
I haven't decided if I will post my weights or not. Mostly because I am still embarrassed by how much I weigh. Alas, that is a story for another day...
I have just today thought about when to weigh myself. Ugh... what a miserable concept. I really HATE the idea of stepping on a scale, but I have to do it at some point. Otherwise, I won't know if my plan is working. So, after careful thought and consideration (I believe I spent about one half of a second on it) I have decided that I will do that on the weekend. That way, I will start at the one week mark and keep it going from there.
I haven't decided if I will post my weights or not. Mostly because I am still embarrassed by how much I weigh. Alas, that is a story for another day...
Monday, July 20, 2009
Let's get this party started!
So you are probably wondering who the heck this is, and those who know me are wondering why the devil I am doing. Well, it is simple. I have enjoyed cycling for a couple of years now, but I have been inconsistent with it.
The problem is... well... to quote Tommy Boy, "I have what doctors call a little bit of a weight problem."
So here I am, attempting to do something about that. My goal is to ride 5 miles a day 6 days a week. Right now, it comes down to motivation and time management. I hope to get it started on a good note.
I welcome you to join my misadventures and share your stories as well, but most importantly, let's have some fun along the way.
The problem is... well... to quote Tommy Boy, "I have what doctors call a little bit of a weight problem."
So here I am, attempting to do something about that. My goal is to ride 5 miles a day 6 days a week. Right now, it comes down to motivation and time management. I hope to get it started on a good note.
I welcome you to join my misadventures and share your stories as well, but most importantly, let's have some fun along the way.
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