I`m in Tokyo right now. Hurray! That`s all well and good until you fall sick with a high fever, inability to eat, inability to get up out of bed for more than a few minutes and a definite inability to pedal a bicycle, much less walk under my own power. Maybe I should invest in a grandma walker/suitcase apparatus that I see all the Japanese grannies carrying.
In the meantime, enjoy the vid, as I am currently doing from my ill coma.
With Guru bicycles having a 747 gram bike it looks like cervelo is stepping it up with their California one project coming out with a 648g bike, only a prototype but still scary light. I know we all wish we had sub 1k gram bikes but with the guru being $4k and the cervelo somewhere around $9.6k for the frame its a bit off for us here at highflange.
Got into a very nasty crash on the ride home from a group ride Tuesday night. The ride had ended and I was making my way back to where I had left my car and decided to take a scenic route down one of the main streets in the city. For those of you familiar with Houston I was coming down Main street and crossed over the ever so lovely light rail tracks at the Main St./Richmond intersection. Unfortunately for me the tracks were placed at an angle and I was moving pretty good (20-25mph).
I cleared the first set and began to cross the second when my front wheel washed out and grabbed into gap between the tracks and the road. I went down like a sack of rocks and distinctly remember hearing a very distinct clattering sound as my helmet bounced off the road a few times while feeling my skin get peeled away as momentum carried me across the pavement. As I lay there in the street staring up at the sky, trying to unclip my feet I hear “HEY ARE YOU OK?” A very nice lady in scrubs gout of her car and came over to get me out of the street. She helped me up and checked on me to make sure I hadn’t gotten a concussion or broken anything. After a brief examination she asked me if I needed anything and I said I’d be fine. After putting the chain back on my bike and readjusting my brakes I made my way back to my car and in the immortal words of Walter Sobchak I was “entering a world of pain”. My legs were throbbing and my hip and ribs ached. Battered and bruised the adrenaline was wearing off.
Three days later I am fine other than some big scabs and bruised. I even knocked out a 40 mile ride yesterday. The lesson in this? WEAR YOUR HELMET. My Bell Furio was badly damaged and if I hadn’t been wearing one I would probably be in the hospital or worse.
I think it can be difficult to capture the essence, grace, and excruciation that naturally accompanies road cycling. The speed is addicting, and the smooth graceful arcs in corners and drafting are hard to convey to a generation of gamers, and short attention spanned ADD’ers used to more of the kind of quick twitches found in mountain biking, for instance.
I think this filmmaker does a great job of capturing the essence of road cycling and the grace beauty and efforts involved. You may have already seen this video, but if you haven’t, it’s definitely worth a look.