It wasn’t as painful as I thought it was going to be. All day I thought about it, tried convincing myself that I used to do it every day, religiously, almost to the point of addiction. Really it is not something terrible, not at all, I just have found something so much better.
Besides, I don’t rock spandex like I used to.
Tentatively, I mounted the old titanium steed. I wasn’t quite sure that I remembered what it was like to ride a road bike. Would I make mistakes? Maybe I would fall over? Looking at the tight bib shorts, I almost felt exposed, my man bits displayed for all to see.
Man bits. Yes. I said that.
Stepping into the Look pedals was a bit (not man bit) awkward at first. The SPD cleats that I used with my mountain bike pedals are smaller, a simple step in. If you don’t hit a road pedal with the cleat at the proper angle, it doesn’t always engage cleanly.
Dealing with drivers also took some getting used to again. After a mile, a driver passed me on the left as I was entering an intersection, then turned right immediately in front of me, the car leaning so much into the turn that the tires were squealing. I do not miss interactions with cars and rude drivers. Not at all.
I maintained a respectable 18 mph average for 15 miles. Not terrible. I could do this again, but, well, the trails will not be muddy tomorrow….