But another Poetry & Beer is not the purpose of this post. The purpose is to talk about the ride back.
|My Route Home|
What I didn't anticipate was in how much drag the cart, unloaded even, is on my ride. So as I was making my way from the low point (the underpass right by the Convention Center) up MLK to finally rest at the underpass at the highway, I had to stand up and pound on the pedals.
Off comes the jacket. I'm sweating and its 11:30 at night.
The lesson: no matter how loaded the cart is, you need to use the mountain bike when you're coming home from downtown. There's a reason for a derailleur. I know I talked about this before, but I was assuming that was because the cart was loaded. Not in this case.