The shameless plug has been up for long enough now. Time to add new material.
I've no other thoughts than that darn spoke that ended my ride early this evening. I'd climbed route 42, known as holiday hill and had planned to ride up the painful mound of dirt at least once more, but I caught a rock in a funny way while looping back down the hill and the sideways shift placed enough tension on the wheel to fracture a spoke at the hub. Thus I climbed the hill only once, though I wasn't all that disappointed. I was questioning everything a mere 50 feet into the climb with my heart racing, legs burning, and no easier gears to shift to.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
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