So, awash with the praise of clipless pedals, I got on the wagon. Threw down
for a set of eggbeaters, which should be here next week, and some shoes
yesterday. After n years of riding platforms on BMX and mountain bikes
(where n is a large number), however, I just couldn't wait to see what all
the fuss was about. So, looking forward to better spinning, as well as
avoiding the weekly meetings of my shins and my pedals, I threw on an old
pair of SPDs I had laying around (they came with another bike), and decided
to start tooling around last nite.
I of course experienced the helpless feeling as I tipped over (multiple
times), with nothing to do about it. Truly unique. I haven't had that "I'm
going to eat [censored] in a moment, please stand by" feeling in a while.
Reminiscent of speed wobbles when hauling ass on a skateboard, or realize
that you're not going to make a tranny. Anyway, so the grass didn't really
do me much harm, and I managed to get the cleats in adjustment.
Rode to work today, and some 20-odd miles to run an errand and back, with an
extended detour to some flat trails out by the Bay:
http://www.stanford.edu/~ccreese/images/miscpost/sl_park1.JPG
http://www.stanford.edu/~ccreese/images/miscpost/sl_park2.JPG
It was a good chance to get a feeling for clipping in/out, but it sure was a
painful experience. I suppose that n is just too large a number, or my "fly
now, dab later" style just makes staying in the pedals difficult, but I
certainly spread around whatever damage I was doing to my shins before. I
guess it probably wasn't a great idea to ride over mixed gravel/hardpan
doing wheelies with my new pedals . . . should have learned my lesson doing
the same thing last nite. I managed to fall over the back, onto my hip and
leg. My shin already had a gorgeous scab on it:
http://www.stanford.edu/~ccreese/images/miscpost/nice_legs.JPG
I'd show you the part where a rock tore through shorts, boxers, and left ass
cheek, but i suppose this is mixed company . An additional disrespect to my
leg was the fact that when riding through close brush, I was unable to lift
my leg, as I could with platforms. I therefore felt quite exquisitely any
foliage that happened to be close enough. Anyway, so many incidents and much
pain later, I'm finally getting the hang of it. I don't know how long until
I'll be able to dab smoothly, but hopefully it'll work out.
I will say that the power gained by being locked in is great. I feel like I
can strengthen a whole extra set of muscles . . not to mention feeling at
least 1.5 times faster when I stand up and mash by pushing/pulling. That is
a clear advantage. The control while airborne is also fantastic; it's nice
to be one with your ride.
Maybe if the hip bruises well, i.e. turns cool colors, I'll throw up a pic.
.. .
cc