Bitten By the Biking Bug
On early Friday morning I rode out to Point Lookout with the Memphiser Rebbe.
After six years of research (including about 200 emails to me), the Rebbe finally bought a new road bike.
After tooling around for a couple of months with the Melaveh Malkeh Bike Club (average speed - negative 5 mph), the Rebbe decided to find out what it really means to ride. I rode at a decent clip and the Rebbe valiantly tried to hug my wheel but couldn't. So, I waited for him a number of times but, all in all, he did a nice job riding to Point Lookout.
Then we turned around and hit a very light headwind.
BONK!!!
The heiligah Rebbe insisted that I not wait for him on the way back so I took off. The Rebbe made it back to Woodmere in time for a Mikvah just before Shabbos.
I could tell that the Memphiser was smitten. He digs the speed.
Prediction: In short order he will drop his fat-wheel friends from the Melaveh Malkah Club and find a new, skinny wheel chevrah.
In the meantime, I offered to ride with him every Friday morning.
Next time: No rachmunus.
On early Friday morning I rode out to Point Lookout with the Memphiser Rebbe.
After six years of research (including about 200 emails to me), the Rebbe finally bought a new road bike.
After tooling around for a couple of months with the Melaveh Malkeh Bike Club (average speed - negative 5 mph), the Rebbe decided to find out what it really means to ride. I rode at a decent clip and the Rebbe valiantly tried to hug my wheel but couldn't. So, I waited for him a number of times but, all in all, he did a nice job riding to Point Lookout.
Then we turned around and hit a very light headwind.
BONK!!!
The heiligah Rebbe insisted that I not wait for him on the way back so I took off. The Rebbe made it back to Woodmere in time for a Mikvah just before Shabbos.
I could tell that the Memphiser was smitten. He digs the speed.
Prediction: In short order he will drop his fat-wheel friends from the Melaveh Malkah Club and find a new, skinny wheel chevrah.
In the meantime, I offered to ride with him every Friday morning.
Next time: No rachmunus.
Labels: Riding My Bike
posted by MoChassid @ 10:31 PM
4 Comments:
At 10:11 AM,
Anonymous said…
If the fat wheel friends could afford the fancy skinny wheels, they would switch in a minute. We haven't yet chosen to mortgage our homes for Brands' bikes.
On the up side, the fat wheels provide much better resistance, resulting in increased exercise in less time.
At 10:25 AM,
Anonymous said…
They may have skinny tires , but we have mobil!!
At 9:37 AM,
Anonymous said…
What does a decent clip mean?
At 4:12 PM,
MoChassid said…
We probably rode out at an average speed of around 17 mph. The way back was tougher because of the wind. I probably still did close to 17 on my way back.
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