About a month ago I started commuting the entire distance to work on my bike, 20 miles one way, in the mornings. Depending on the temparture and time I manage to get out, I either ride home or take the train. I have logged at least 140 miles each week, once logging 250 miles at the end of the Saturday ride.
One thing that I have learned is this; If I have no spare tubes with me, I will have a flat tire.
I have also learned that I must always feel and look at the inside and outside of the tire before inflating the new tube.
I had a tiny shard of glass embeded in the rubber, when I took the tire off and felt all the the surface areas, I didn't find anything but under pressure the glass pushed up just enough to puncture the tire but when deflated the rubber closed around it and it couldn't be seen. It took me three tubes to figure it out. I just happen to notice a very slight cut in the tread and then found the glass. Of course I only had three tubes so it wasn't to much further down the road before I had another flat.
Last week I got a flat, when I looked I had a chunk of brown glass stuck in the tire that was so big it slit the tire.
The other thing I learned is you can teach a new dog new tricks. There is a dog that is sometimes out when I pass in front of his house, he his a large dark brown boxer mixed with some large breed and he really dislikes cyclist. He has caused two people I know to wreck while out on the Saturday morning ride.
This morning he seemed to be waiting for me. It was still very dark and I could only see what was in the beam of my front light. Just as I passed a line of trees I could see the his faint silouette as he ran towards me, he was barking and panting, I could hear his paws hitting the pavement. He was really close, it looked like today would be the day he got me. I braced for the fall but it never came. I always start through his neighborhood a little bit slower than usual and just before he gets close enough, I hammer so his angle of attack will be off. Today he seemed to be anticipating that.
He was running very close behind me, when I looked left, he moved to the right, when I looked right, he moved to the left.
After about 30 - 40 yards I didn't hear him barking and thought he had given up, I still heard somthing so then looked left and he was right there and snapped at my foot. All I could see was the sillouete and then a flash of his big white fangs.
This dog seems to be learning from his past failure and is determined to get me. I love dog's and admire his determination and adaptability but at the same time find it disturbing that this dog is so determined to get me.
I am considering letting him have that stretch of road.
One thing that I have learned is this; If I have no spare tubes with me, I will have a flat tire.
I have also learned that I must always feel and look at the inside and outside of the tire before inflating the new tube.
I had a tiny shard of glass embeded in the rubber, when I took the tire off and felt all the the surface areas, I didn't find anything but under pressure the glass pushed up just enough to puncture the tire but when deflated the rubber closed around it and it couldn't be seen. It took me three tubes to figure it out. I just happen to notice a very slight cut in the tread and then found the glass. Of course I only had three tubes so it wasn't to much further down the road before I had another flat.
Last week I got a flat, when I looked I had a chunk of brown glass stuck in the tire that was so big it slit the tire.
The other thing I learned is you can teach a new dog new tricks. There is a dog that is sometimes out when I pass in front of his house, he his a large dark brown boxer mixed with some large breed and he really dislikes cyclist. He has caused two people I know to wreck while out on the Saturday morning ride.
This morning he seemed to be waiting for me. It was still very dark and I could only see what was in the beam of my front light. Just as I passed a line of trees I could see the his faint silouette as he ran towards me, he was barking and panting, I could hear his paws hitting the pavement. He was really close, it looked like today would be the day he got me. I braced for the fall but it never came. I always start through his neighborhood a little bit slower than usual and just before he gets close enough, I hammer so his angle of attack will be off. Today he seemed to be anticipating that.
He was running very close behind me, when I looked left, he moved to the right, when I looked right, he moved to the left.
After about 30 - 40 yards I didn't hear him barking and thought he had given up, I still heard somthing so then looked left and he was right there and snapped at my foot. All I could see was the sillouete and then a flash of his big white fangs.
This dog seems to be learning from his past failure and is determined to get me. I love dog's and admire his determination and adaptability but at the same time find it disturbing that this dog is so determined to get me.
I am considering letting him have that stretch of road.