Mon, 20 Nov 2006
Cranksgiving 2006
I crashed. I keep listening to
In the drugs by Low. Yea Vicodin.

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Sun, 29 Oct 2006
12th Annual Halloween Alleycat
OMG. I raced through manhattan and brooklyn in the famous
halloween alleycat. Didn't do
so bad, though the results will probably be late. They didn't even do prizes at
the after party. The race was amazing. I kept up with the second pack off the
start and despite some getting lost, dropping others and minor bonking we
finished. Heidi won first gal and Ken took 1st place overall.
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Thu, 10 Aug 2006
My First Alley Cat Race
Was called
Coney Island
or Bust. It was amazing. What you might notice is that I'm not listed in
the top 15. Well, that's to be expected. It was my first and I had no idea what
I was up against. In the end, I finished somewhere reasonable (like the top 20
maybe) and left with some pulled calf muscles and brusies from
crashing into a fence coming off the Manhattan Bridge.
Since I'm new at this, I'll try and explain what a new york alleycat is like.
It's fucking insane. Everyone has to run to their bikes from the start point,
jump on and just go. As fast as they can. There were four check points. If a
rider finished and didn't make the checkpoints, they were disqualified. Most of
the checkpoints were in manhattan, which made the ride extra crazy because the
sprint had to go through busy city streets, including Times Square.
That's pretty much all I can say. Most people finished the 18 mile course in
about an hour, which means their avarage speed was 18 miles an hour. pretty good
for fixed gears and two wheels.
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Tue, 18 Jul 2006
Bike Racers Shave Their Legs
One last update because I forgot to mention it before. I didn't pay attention
at first until I saw two guys feeling each other's legs and commenting on how
smooth they were at the prospect park race. I know that swimmers shave their
legs to lessen the surface tension of water but c'mon, surface tension of air
is dramatically lower than that of water. Then I
found
the answers I was looking for. I must say there were some good looking guys
and gals out there tonight. I probably looked pretty silly at the finish line
with no shirt and excessive body hair. I guess I'm not up on the tradition.
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My First Prospect Park Summer Slam Race
...almost killed me. No, no! In a good way! Seriously. Tonight was an
individual scratch race of three laps. There was a visible police presense so
we took one neutral pace lap to test the waters then three more around for real. I was
so freaked out by the speed and closeness of each rider. It's intensely exciting to be in a pack of over 30 people going
25 miles per hour by pedaling. All I could hear is back cogs and tires.
Right from the first sprint I got freaked out when two rider's pedals hit, made
a spark and shockingly no one went down. I was right behind them and I didn't
have the nerve to try and sprint past. The front of tha pack was gone by the
time I went down the top of the first hill.
My gearing is way to low. I couldn't even keep pace on the big downhill. I
ended up finding three other riders at the same level as me and we all drafted
each other for the next two laps. They kicked my ass on the final uphill. I
absolutely cannot do the uphill to save my life. Hardest physical challenge
ever. Seriously. But hey, I finished! And not dead last.
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Mon, 22 May 2006
2006 Montauk Century on a Fixed Gear
At this time yesterday I was about 20 miles into my first 100 mile bike ride on
the newly named Ivan, aka a NYC Bikes City Fixed model from 2005. I was really
nervous about doing this but at mile twenty I felt fine. It wasn't until about
mile 45 when my tendons began hurting in an unnatural way. Then, not
suprisingly everything got real simple and automatic after the mid way mark. 50
miles in and
I felt like I was gliding at a smooth pace between 19 and 20 miles per hour on
the Westhampton shore.
The Hamptons are beautiful with their extravagant estates hidden behind
manicured shrubs. If the land had a vinyard on it the whole package would look
like some bottle of Cotes du Rhone or Bordeaux. The Hamptons that are not
extravagant are still very cool. Beach houses with minimal archetecture and the
ocean only a sand dune away. The Ponquogue bridge is unbelievable with it's
east and west view of crystal clear blue water as far as the eye can see.
Some notable comments I got from strangers:
"Is that a fixed gear?! You are crazy!"
"How do you go down hills? How do you stop?"
"No helmet? Leave the century NOW!" (yes, I forgot my helmet and didn't realize
until I was at the start line. This is bad, I know and I felt terrible but couldn't quit
without starting. I did not leave the ride at this random man's request)
Getting passed by a man on a Bianchi track bike. "A
kindred sprit."
Apply Doppler effect.
Passing an older man on a custom fixed gear. "It only takes one!"
Standing in the beer line after finishing, over heard. "...and then there's the guys
on the single speeds. Woah, can you imagine? No gears! And I even saw some of
these guys wearing pants! Now that's style
and substance."
The ride ended with a few miles of...hills! Fuck. Strangely enough they broke
up the monatony of the final stretch and gave me a chance to pedal at different
speeds. I ended up passing many people up the hills and had to go full speed
down to conserve energy. It worked very well. At the end of the hills I nearly
pulled my right calf and slowed down. The final 200 feet had a ridiculous
amount of headwind. It was like someone was sadisticly saving the worst for
last. I got over that, pulled into the finish line and realized I pulled my
left hamstrain. After some stretching, eating and beer drinking everything got
better. This morning I felt fine considering.
The NYC Bikes City Fixed is an aluminum frame with a
carbon fibre track fork. The wheels are deep-v 700s and the handle bars are also
aluminum but slightly angled up for more comfortable distance riding and easy
pothole skipping. The gear ratio is 46x16.
And if you are still reading this far because you are waiting for an
explaination of what makes riding a fixed gear 100 miles so "crazy" here it is.
A fixed gear is a variation on the classic track bicycle. The only components
on the drive train are a single chain ring on the front and back and a thicker
than normal chain. The back ring
is reverse threaded and stuck in place with a lockring. This means the bike
cannot coast. Riding 100 miles means pedaling 100 miles. Classic track bikes
are almost always steel, have a wheel base so narrow the back tire is only
milimeters away from the seatpost and there are no break mounts, therefore the
only way to stop is to apply back pressure on the chain. The handle bars are
extremely steep. My bike has none of these characteristics. Wider wheel base, a
front break, an optional rear break mount and less steep handlebars.
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Mon, 08 May 2006
The 5 Boro Bike Tour
Is a totally awesome event, though not as much of a party as Critical Mass. I
did the 42 miles on the fixed gear and got away with only a small pulled
muscle. The highlights were riding on the BQE through Red Hook and over the
Verrazano bridge into Staten Island. FDR on the upper east side was fun too. I
met the two guys who run
Old Skool
Track, a web site dedicated to the people with steel track frames and no
front breaks. They were very nice to me despite my decidedly non-old skool
alumimum/carbon frame, front break and deep-v rims.
Next stop, illegal underground races through the city!
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Wed, 22 Feb 2006
The fixed gear skip stop
I have been riding a
fixed gear bicycle for transportation around Brooklyn
and Manhattan since the summer of 2005. I have a front break but I was
constantly in awe of the people I saw riding over the bridge on a full-fledged
track bike: thick chain, track hub, lockring and that's it. Then there was the
first time I saw someone do a skip stop coming down the steep part of the
Williamsburg bridge detour. Shit was amazing! I asked him how he does it and he
was nice enough to show me.
That was two weeks ago and last night, I finally did it. It was an amazing
feeling. I felt like I had more control over the bike. A feeling of
weightlessness came over me when I picked up speed after the stop.
Sheldon
Brown describes it in words better than I can.
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