Back on the Horse

Today, I commuted to work on my bike for the first time since the crash. Yes, on Saturday night I rode the route with Ian (there and back), but mentally that was different. For one, even taking it easy like I did this morning is faster than riding with an eight year old. The other was it was on my commuting bike. I did notice that my hand was not as comfortable on the flat bar as on the hoods of a drop bar, and I also noticed that the aluminum fork transmitted the road jolts much more strongly than the designed-to-absorb-everything front end of my Roubaix.

But in the end I made it, safe and sound. Feels good; got a monkey off my back.

My commuting route
My commuting route

3 Comments

    1. That darn monkey. πŸ’
      Need to distract him with 🍌🍌🍌.

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