My five mile commute to work, as I have previously mentioned, involves a
particularly unpleasant steepish hill, right at the start of the journey.
It's probably an entirely pleasant hill for other cyclists, but I'm unfit.
Anyway, I digress.
Normally I force the bike up it, wheezing and generally cursing (me, not the
bike), and then complete the rest of my journey feeling pretty terrible.
Today, as an experiment, I used my otherwise unused granny gears, peddling
like a fool while crawling along.
Surprisingly, it didn't take much longer to get to the top than it normally
does, and I actually got to my destination *quicker* than I normally do,
since I felt great for the rest of the journey and managed a higher average
speed.
The wonders of granny gears!