Gimme a “B”! Gimme an “O”! Gimme a “N”! Gimme a “K”!
Now what’s that spell!!!
*Fatigue or malaise, either is detrimental to your health and attitude. I thought he was staying at the shop though..so maybe he needs a simple change of routine, like a “SingleSpeedSocial”.
My life seems to be running parralell to Yehuda a fair bit. I was riding a VS-style bicycle for a long while, but I went to a small wheeler (Yehuda didn’t) which had North road bars and a 3-speed hub. Now I hae just finished re-building a 1982 Raleigh Royal Touring bicycle and I have been riding that for the past few days. Non-aero levers, barcons (frictions shifting!), but I don’t have a decaleur or handlebar bag yet. I just have a pair of rear panniers. I’ll also be re-building another bicycle soon, this time I shall have a proper VS!
I recommend getting drunk, then talking about gravitational fields and methods of describing them with various weight balls and a REALLY huge trampoline. I know that’s what I do when drunk.
Of course being drunk is very unpleasant experience… Just ask a glass of water.
Ya know, I think I know what hes talking about. Same spot, no matter how things were going before it, I just loose all enthusiasm and strength. Must have something to do with worm holes and black holes. blah blah blah
It’s just a jump to the left
And then a step to the right
With your hands on your hips
You bring your knees in tight
But it’s the pelvic thrust that really drives you insane,
Let’s do the Time Warp again!
a local theatre company here in sunny Kamloops, BC is doing the Rocky Horror Picture Show this month! my girlfriend and i are excited. she was Columbia for Halloween a couple years ago and she sewed me up a pair of gold shorts and some gold booties. we’re planning on taking a lot of toast.
i have to concentrate on the surroundings most of the time otherwise i’d get run over and i still work acceptable but i’m only happy when my focus is on working perfect. might be sort of a zen thing.. but thats how i always felt. so i ended up with just a dozen pics after cycling the alps several times
nice.. this one resonates with me, it’s got that sort of universal cycling feel again. I’m happy with a comic when I don’t have to watch the tour de france to understand it.
I don’t get this at all, but I’m spoiled – I can commute via the city centre and play with traffic, or take shared paths and deal with pedestrians and oncoming cyclista, or ride firetrails though the forests; hangon that’s 3 sides of a commuting triangle.
There’s one boring stretch of commute during which I refuse to downshift to make it pass faster. I miss the days of biking through traffic in a larger city.
This same thing was happening to me last spring. A few miles in and it would feel like the bike was going thru molasses. Every time I’d check the tires for flats, then finding none I’d struggle on. I eventually noticed having to pump up the front tire a lot. Finally I found it was a hole in the front tube from a spoke hole. It seems the hole would be fairly well sealed but then a section of rough pavement would somehow jiggle it enough to drop 20 psi out of the front tire, but on smooth pavement it’d hold air with just the tiniest of leaks. Frustrating and weird.
Every city has got one. A commuter triangle. For Toronto, I nominate the Lake Iroquois Shoreline. Lake Iroquois is the former post-glacial lake that formed at the end of the last ice age when ice was blocking drainage of the Great Lakes through the route of what is now the St. Lawrence River. For more information, see: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glacial_Lake_Iroquois The net effect is that Toronto has a relatively flat downtown that gently slopes down to the lake, surrounded by a %$&@!!! hill that poses quite an effort to climb.
Sometimes I get carried away and start climbing this hill solely on Kevin power. My body quickly gives feedback from my pelvic surgery. Depending upon how stubborn I am feeling that day, I can go quite far into the “post-surgical pain zone” before I smarten up and engage the electrical assist.
My surgeon and I and a conversation about this.
Surgeon: Remember this conversation in the future, if you start feeling pain, fatigue, dizzyness or nausea. These are the body’s ways of telling you to slow down or stop what you are doing.
Kevin: And you went to medical school for how long to learn that? Surgeon: I spend more time there learning how to carve you like a turkey!
Well, everyday my cat wakes me up at 5:03. I get up, feed her, and when I open the fridge for hacving my breakfast I notice I forgot to buy orange juice. Then I make my commute and there are wonderful colors in the sky, so I stop and take a picture. When I come to office I have a look to Yehuda Moon and it’s again the commuter triangle, not what happened to the kids pretending stealing bikes from each other. Then I have a boring day at work (everybody is on vacation), and I come back under the rain. Then I have a look to Yehuda Moon again and I answer your comment. I don’t know what to do to get out of this.
I see the text flowing into the buff border. It does that for me when I compose in ‘WORD’ and copy into the text editor here. If I copy into ‘notepad’ first, then copy that and paste here, no problems. So something other than ‘plain text’ may be affixed from WORD that causes the problem.
I just thought that your problem may have a similar source Kevin. Is it worth a try?
“Commuter Triangle!” I love it. I rode through it this morning on my commute-all 3.5 miles of it. There is a 1 mile stretch that saps my enthusiasm each day. Couldn’t explain it before, but now I know…..its the dreaded Commuter Triangle! Thanks Rick. Now I know I’m not crazy. Somehow, that phrase should be on a shirt.
Does it make people disappear?
Gimme a “B”! Gimme an “O”! Gimme a “N”! Gimme a “K”!
Now what’s that spell!!!
*Fatigue or malaise, either is detrimental to your health and attitude. I thought he was staying at the shop though..so maybe he needs a simple change of routine, like a “SingleSpeedSocial”.
aka…. The Long Climb.
My life seems to be running parralell to Yehuda a fair bit. I was riding a VS-style bicycle for a long while, but I went to a small wheeler (Yehuda didn’t) which had North road bars and a 3-speed hub. Now I hae just finished re-building a 1982 Raleigh Royal Touring bicycle and I have been riding that for the past few days. Non-aero levers, barcons (frictions shifting!), but I don’t have a decaleur or handlebar bag yet. I just have a pair of rear panniers. I’ll also be re-building another bicycle soon, this time I shall have a proper VS!
I believe it spells knob.
I recommend getting drunk, then talking about gravitational fields and methods of describing them with various weight balls and a REALLY huge trampoline. I know that’s what I do when drunk.
Of course being drunk is very unpleasant experience… Just ask a glass of water.
Ya know, I think I know what hes talking about. Same spot, no matter how things were going before it, I just loose all enthusiasm and strength. Must have something to do with worm holes and black holes. blah blah blah
lol time warp
What?!
It’s just a jump to the left
And then a step to the right
With your hands on your hips
You bring your knees in tight
But it’s the pelvic thrust that really drives you insane,
Let’s do the Time Warp again!
Antici………pation
a local theatre company here in sunny Kamloops, BC is doing the Rocky Horror Picture Show this month! my girlfriend and i are excited. she was Columbia for Halloween a couple years ago and she sewed me up a pair of gold shorts and some gold booties. we’re planning on taking a lot of toast.
..the more i get to know the path and the surroundings, the more i can concentrate on something important: pedalling and breathing.
Both become autonomic with experience.
when will it come ‘experience’ .. and how do you feel that there isnt any room for improvement left ?
Just restate your goals and there will always be room for improvement?
For me, the goal is to reach the point where I can ignore things like pedaling and breathing so I can concentrate on the surroundings.
i have to concentrate on the surroundings most of the time otherwise i’d get run over and i still work acceptable but i’m only happy when my focus is on working perfect. might be sort of a zen thing.. but thats how i always felt. so i ended up with just a dozen pics after cycling the alps several times
What’s he doing commuting? I thought he lived and worked at the bike shop.
He’s a house sitter to pay the kickstand rent oe was at least.
He’s been “commuting” out from the shop and back again every morning, ever since he lost his housesitting job.
That ain’t a commute. It’s a joyride no matter what you call it.
One for The Doctor and Amy Pond to solve?
The new doc and his companion might be able to solve a mystery among their own age group… perhaps next time Fizz and her friends have a problem…
oh….
all you haters…
Best Doctor Ever.
nice.. this one resonates with me, it’s got that sort of universal cycling feel again. I’m happy with a comic when I don’t have to watch the tour de france to understand it.
I don’t get this at all, but I’m spoiled – I can commute via the city centre and play with traffic, or take shared paths and deal with pedestrians and oncoming cyclista, or ride firetrails though the forests; hangon that’s 3 sides of a commuting triangle.
I know that spot, I always check to see if my tires are flat at that spot everyday.
Maybe I’m imagining it, but it seems like it’s fairly easy to pick out which strips are Rick’s and which are Brian’s.
There’s one boring stretch of commute during which I refuse to downshift to make it pass faster. I miss the days of biking through traffic in a larger city.
Ah! The fabled triangle! I do think it’s the fabric. Another Walter Bishop prank!
@pragmaticpat @dwaynefishel Tip of the cap for making us all aware of the dreaded ‘Commuter Triangle’!
This same thing was happening to me last spring. A few miles in and it would feel like the bike was going thru molasses. Every time I’d check the tires for flats, then finding none I’d struggle on. I eventually noticed having to pump up the front tire a lot. Finally I found it was a hole in the front tube from a spoke hole. It seems the hole would be fairly well sealed but then a section of rough pavement would somehow jiggle it enough to drop 20 psi out of the front tire, but on smooth pavement it’d hold air with just the tiniest of leaks. Frustrating and weird.
I guess a new/better rim tape was needed?
Or a bit of blutack in the hole;-)
Your RSS feed isn’t working (at least with Google Reader). The last comic I got was on July 30, 2010.
I wrote a quick RSS update about this – I’ll be on holiday until next week and can’t update the feed. The comic will be updated here, though.
Every city has got one. A commuter triangle. For Toronto, I nominate the Lake Iroquois Shoreline. Lake Iroquois is the former post-glacial lake that formed at the end of the last ice age when ice was blocking drainage of the Great Lakes through the route of what is now the St. Lawrence River. For more information, see:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glacial_Lake_Iroquois
The net effect is that Toronto has a relatively flat downtown that gently slopes down to the lake, surrounded by a %$&@!!! hill that poses quite an effort to climb.
Sometimes I get carried away and start climbing this hill solely on Kevin power. My body quickly gives feedback from my pelvic surgery. Depending upon how stubborn I am feeling that day, I can go quite far into the “post-surgical pain zone” before I smarten up and engage the electrical assist.
My surgeon and I and a conversation about this.
Surgeon: Remember this conversation in the future, if you start feeling pain, fatigue, dizzyness or nausea. These are the body’s ways of telling you to slow down or stop what you are doing.
Kevin: And you went to medical school for how long to learn that? Surgeon: I spend more time there learning how to carve you like a turkey!
I tried repeatedly to correct this, but every time I deleted and reposted the same strangeness came back. Anyone else having this problem?
Well, everyday my cat wakes me up at 5:03. I get up, feed her, and when I open the fridge for hacving my breakfast I notice I forgot to buy orange juice. Then I make my commute and there are wonderful colors in the sky, so I stop and take a picture. When I come to office I have a look to Yehuda Moon and it’s again the commuter triangle, not what happened to the kids pretending stealing bikes from each other. Then I have a boring day at work (everybody is on vacation), and I come back under the rain. Then I have a look to Yehuda Moon again and I answer your comment. I don’t know what to do to get out of this.
“ for hacving my breakfast ” = “ to have my breakfast ” I should remember since I do the same error every day.
Does that error include using ‘reply’ instead of ‘comment’ ?
I see the text flowing into the buff border. It does that for me when I compose in ‘WORD’ and copy into the text editor here. If I copy into ‘notepad’ first, then copy that and paste here, no problems. So something other than ‘plain text’ may be affixed from WORD that causes the problem.
I just thought that your problem may have a similar source Kevin. Is it worth a try?
I’ll give it a whirl. I do normally compose in MS Word first. The strangeness also involves repeating some text. I don’t know why it did that.
Must be the comments triangle you have stumbled upon there Kevin
“Commuter Triangle!” I love it. I rode through it this morning on my commute-all 3.5 miles of it. There is a 1 mile stretch that saps my enthusiasm each day. Couldn’t explain it before, but now I know…..its the dreaded Commuter Triangle! Thanks Rick. Now I know I’m not crazy. Somehow, that phrase should be on a shirt.
I live on top of a hill that hits 12% grade. So every commute ends with that.
You do get used to it.
That used to happen to me every morning too, right where I turned to go up a rather insignificant little hill, until I stopped skipping breakfast.
Kevin Love is obviously *in* the commuter triangle…
mine isn’t so much a triangle as a viciously angled railroad track on a busy road.
DAMMIT Rick!