Not having a bike light prohibited me from having beer with friends tonight. Must. Fix. This. But wouldn’t you know that I did buy a little something for my new biking lifestyle today: cushiony biker shorts! Because that’s essential… I got them on sale at REI, and while I was there I got all dialed into their Members Only Garage Sale event taking place this Saturday which I will mosdefinitely be attending.
Apart from the saddlebags, rack and front light the bike came with and the lock and helmet I already had, I haven’t really acquired new accoutrements for the bike just yet (other than the aforementioned bike shorts), but I did make a wishlist today: Camelback, waterbottle holders, another lock, bike jerseys, bike pants, jacket, sports bras, bike shoes (and the learning curve those entail), cool helmet, gloves, dry sacks, and, of course, lights. And I want lots of lights, the kind that wrap around the whole frame of my bike. I see a lot of people with reflective vests – that’s not a bad idea either. But, realistically, I’m just going to keep on trucking without all this.
An additional accoutrement I ordered this weekend, a center kickstand, should be arriving to the Bike Depot tomorrow. As I said before, these awesome people have gotten on board to be the official grease monkeys of this adventure, and I can’t wait to chill with them again.
I had a truly excellent first long ride yesterday and today, via the South Platte and Bear Creek trails. Going there and not knowing the route or the detours, I felt like I was never going to get there and dragged for the last third of the trip. But coming back today, knowing the route and the detours, I made it in what seemed like half the time.
I will say this, the Igors who taunted me with all the future horrors that face a bike commuter forgot something: gnats. Those little buggers were everywhere on that route. I choked on them, got a few in my eyes. There were also prairie dogs scurrying across the Bear Creek Trail. And plenty of people living under the bridges, who are harmless, and yet the simple fact of someone approaching me from out of the darkness triggers a primal fear. It always passes, and then I wave.
I think I’ll start taking more pictures. I’m hesitant to stop everytime something grabs my eye, because I might not get anywhere. Today’s images: the Public Service compound’s neon sign, the bold white of the Elitch Gardens roller coaster, a plethora of prairie dogs and Centennial Park’s formal garden against the steely backdrop of downtown.