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"Claire Petersky" <
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> It's one of those interesting situations, where you make something that
> isn't a cage into one.
....
> When it's working, I like to see what my approximate weekly mileage is. I
> usually reset it Monday morning on the ride to work. In the winter, I'd like
> to average 75 miles; in the summer, about 125, outside of events. So, if
> it's Thursday morning, and it's the winter, and it says I've only done 45
> miles so far that week, I'll be more likely to make the effort to ride all
> the way in to the office, rather than wimping out and putting the bike on
> the bus.
Yeah, I see whatcha mean ;-)
But it still sorta sounds like your computer is dictating, at least
partially to you, too -- you're setting quantative goals based on
your computer readouts: 75 miles, etc. I've done that too, like
getting to waypoints like 45th & Boundary Road in less than 20
minutes, etc. It's insidious. Now I can once again stop on the
way at the Kerr Grocery for a lemon ice tea and bag of Blue Diamond
Smoked Almonds without worrying about screwing up my numbers.
> But if it's more or less, or it's raining pretty hard and I'd
> rather hang it up on the bus rack, it's no big.
Just make up for it later?
> It's certainly not my thing to write down all these numbers, anyway. It
> doesn't have to be your thing, either. You can have a bike computer, and not
> have to be a slave to it.
It wasn't just the computer. As long as I had numbers for my rides,
I had something to journalize. Seems to me you journalize too.
And there's nothing wrong with that; in a way it keeps good rides
from having to end. I guess in a way, maybe I've caught up to you,
and riding day-to-day for me now makes life one long ride, with a
few eating/sleeping/working/bathroom/TV-watching breaks along the way.
So, the ride ain't finished yet, so it's not time for me to journalize
it yet.
> And I'll end this post with a story my friend told me from her vacation:
>
>> 8 year old kid: (looking at Lynne's bike) What's that?
>>
>> Lynne: That's the bike computer.
>>
>> Kid: Ooh, a bike computer?
>>
>> Lynne: Yeah, it shows how fast I'm going, how far I've gone, stuff like
>> that.
>>
>> Kid: (disappointed) Oh, I thought it was for the internet.
>>
>> Other cyclist present: (chokes on beer)
>
>
I like it
cheers,
Tom
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