So I’m heading south on 1st Avenue through downtown, and I’m lapped by two pro-looking cyclists. I finally caught them at the next red light, hit the brakes and stopped. I said, “how do you guys do this?”
The bicycles messenger said, “this is the fun part!”
Me: “What, stopping?”
Messenger lady: “No, the—,” and she was gone already, into the evening traffic jam ahead. I think she was talking about cycling through stopped traffic, and how cool that is. It’s true, it is cool, but a little scary when I was trying to negotiate getting around a Metro bus that was all ass over tea kettle on 1st Avenue. From what I’ve gleaned, bus drivers hate cyclists, and cyclists can’t stand bus drivers.
Also, a big shout out to the nice guys at Elliott Bay Bicycles, who fixed my brake pad for me without charging me. Thanks, fellas.
I bought a CatEye light, which is working pretty well.
Also, I got a new saddle, which is the size of an Ikea love seat. I swear, this thing is huge and comfortable.
Last item: After riding a mountain bike around Seattle for a few months, I can see why a road bike might just be the shit. Oh well.