It’s hard to believe that my efforts to increase my TITS didn’t even begin until June. That’s two solid months of focused cycling… or only two months to learn a hell-of-a-lotta cycling stuff.
No matter how you look at it, I’ve done pretty well for wiggling my way into this new sport. Seriously! My level of comfort on the road has drastically improved. I still have a healthy respect for cars, crotch-rockets, hummers, and giant Winnebago’s with boat trailers in tow. Still, I have a level of confidence that wasn’t there before.
I’ve acquired skills that I *never* thought I’d master. I can quickly (relative term) click into my pedals 90% of the time. Although yesterday’s slip of the foot left me seeing stars and cursing for about 2 full minutes. Also, I have become comfortable enough to suck the back of The Man’s tire to get a little reprieve from the headwinds. I’m not as comfortable doing this with others but I’m working on that. And… This is the BEST! I *can* blow a snot-rocket without soiling myself or my bike!
I got it down. I am so ready.