I knew as I approached the bridge this morning that it was going to be a chaotic ride across. It was late morning and the temperatures were already in the upper 70s… a rare thing for San Francisco. I had my whistle at the ready and began my crossing slowly. I found that I was too uncoordinated to figure out when to use the whistle, when to yell and when to unclip. The result of this was running my front wheel, slow motion, into a tourist while unclipping the wrong foot and falling to the opposite side- on top of another tourist. Oops! Nobody was hurt, so we brushed off, said our apologies and continued on our separate ways.
Headlands is still closed so I rode up half way then turned around and realized how much different my new wheels felt. They sure didn’t help me move faster on the ascent (only stronger legs will do that for me!) but on the downhills and then, once across the bridge again, on the flat road, I was zipping along. I cruised at 25 mph on one stretch of road!
Much to my dismay, my usual route home was covered with loose gravel and I had no intention of trying to ride over it, so I turned around. Instead of going back to the bridge and taking the other route home, I wove my way through a Presidio neighborhood and dead-ended into two more roads under construction. So I had to turn around and go back up another hill to get to the original Baker Beach hill road, which I should have taken in the first place. Better luck next time!
14 mile bike ride, 3 short-ish climbs
roll-out session after