On Saturday, January 21, 2017 at 8:26:02 PM UTC-8, Joy Beeson wrote:
"Never charge a winter hill."
But it isn't exactly winter out there -- the high was fifty-six F, and
I got my silk shirt sweaty.
And McKinley Street isn't exactly a hill; it climbs the edge of the
depression in which Winona Lake sits, so there isn't any other side.
I have come to realize that I need to practice riding faster, but on a
short excursion entirely on city streets, there would be no
opportunity to shift onto the big ring. Then as I was wending my
usual relaxed, leisurely way up McKinley Street: here's your chance!
You don't need the big ring, just shift out of granny!
I never got to actually standing on the pedals, but it established the
principle. On the return trip, I also charged the slight upslope
where Park Avenue crosses Cherry Creek.
joy beeson at comcast dot net
Fifty-six is the temperature at which you would normally start a day with shorts and short sleeved jersey. So that's hardly a "cold winters day". Around here for months it's been 40 degrees and seldom getting over 52 or so. This means that like you I become warm ONLY when climbing and then arrive home freezing to death able to warm up only in a hot shower.