Pedaling My Butt Around Town (Reloaded)
Posted On Sunday, October 4th, 2009 By Zen Render
Warning: This (freakishly long) post is about me, my bike, an omelet, and my mom. If you’re looking for geekery and music stuff, skip this post. Middle of last week, I had a terrible ride home. I had driven a CAN car back to Rupert station, which is outta my way by quite a bit, but I was sorta looking forward to getting to see a different part of Vancouver, and riding North/South across Burnaby instead of East/West that I’d done for a year while at EA. Somewhere at the 1/2 way point of my ride, my back sprocket sorta freaked out, my rear derailer wouldn’t hop the chain into any higher gears, and my back tire started rubbing against the fender. Were I a richer person, I would have thrown my bike into the nearest dumpster, and cabbed home. I didn’t. I managed to limp myself home while stuck in 3:1 (3rd on the front gear, 1st in the back), and locked up the bike. Took way too long. I’d gotten cold. I’d gotten hungry. I felt wobbly and somewhat pukey after having my legs pumping around so fast for so little mechanical return. Worst time ever. 55mins or Continue Reading