Saturday, March 31, 2012

Screech, Thud, Auto Accident Added Some Extra Distance to Our Walk

No sooner did my wife and I walk out of our gated community for our morning walk, when right in front of the main security gate, out on the four-lane road, two cars collided with one another.

Facing and walking away from the accident scene, maybe 200 yards away, we only heard screeching of tires and then a loud thud. 

We were not eye witnesses to the accident. 
We then ran back to the scene, saw that everyone was okay, took a few photos of the accident scene, and then continued with our walk toward the gym – did a weight workout – and then walked back home passing the scene where one tow truck was hauling away both wrecked vehicles.

One ambulance, one fire truck, and two police cars arrived in short order. Thankfully, there were no major injuries, only minor – along with two cars that won’t be driven for a long while.

It was 78 degrees, sunny, and the wind was calm. It was a beautiful morning for biking, walking and running, but not a good day for sailing or flying a kite.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

SOLO BICYCLING VERSUS GROUP BICYCLING

Please click on the below link to see why I have decided not to  regularly ride with bicycling groups.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=PWugD1HmC38

I cannot count the times when the group that I’ve been riding with during weekdays unlawfully proceeds through stop signs without so much as slowing down. Even when a car is already stopped at a stop sign with obvious intentions of rightfully and legally proceeding, this group fails to lawfully stop, putting them and me in danger. They assume that the car is going to yield to the exposed bikers, which is a joke in itself.

You might say, “If you’re so adamant about stopping at stop signs, why then don't you stop even if your group doesn’t?” Good question - and here’s the answer!

Whenever you are in a pace line, or riding in a group, have you ever attempted to suddenly stop when you know that everyone else is intent on zooming through the stop sign? If I were to stop suddenly, the person that was riding my back wheel would surely rear-end me, causing a chain reaction that would resemble a fumbled football pileup.

Even if I were to position myself as the rear biker, and then stop at all stop signs, I would seldom be able to catch up with the group. I know this to be true because more times than not, I have been hung up at intersections, not able to cross when the others cross, when the entire group continues riding at their normal pace causing me to go into HR zone 5 just to catch up.  It’s almost like you’re being punished for riding safely. 

Another major gripe of mine is when my group rides between lines of stopped cars on a four-lane road (two lanes in each direction) whenever we approach a red traffic signal. Doing so, by the way, is illegal.

The correct way to approach a red traffic signal is to stop behind the last vehicle in the right lane if we are heading straight through the intersection, and the left lane if we are going to turn left. Riding between lines of cars only infuriates the motorists – plus it is dangerous for obvious reasons. Did I mention that riding between lines of cars is illegal?

Pulling out on busy roadways without first stopping and looking both ways is another frequent occurrence of this particular group.

Time after time, I’ve been witness to certain individuals refusing to stop prior to proceeding onto a traffic-clogged roadway. What the hell is the big deal about first stopping, looking both ways, and then proceeding when the coast is clear? Seriously, are we in that much of a hurry?  Are the final pace stats that important?

It’s just a matter of time before one of these careless scofflaws becomes another motorists/bicyclists statistic, and I sure as hell do not wish to be a witness to that. And again, if I personally come to a complete stop, look both ways and then proceed, I have to go into a sprint mode just to catch up to the group. Screw that!

However, I find it only fair to mention that the cycling groups that I ride with on weekends DO obey the rules of the road, with few exceptions.  Plus, no one is left behind simply because they do not choose to sacrifice safety for speed.  

In closing, I began my bicycling career as a solo cyclist, so I have no reservations about riding by myself. I’ll simply adjust some of my riding by occasionally using sidewalks that run alongside busy thoroughfares rather than chance not being seen by motorists.  

It’s best to be safe than sorry!

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

NO NEED FOR SPEED!

Several times during this morning’s bike ride, I asked myself this question: “Is this the type of cycling that I wish to do?”

Maybe it was the stiff wind coming from the southeast, perhaps it was the fact that our five-person pace line remained fragmented from the very start to the end, possibly I’m just not that good of a cyclists to stay up with the other cyclists, or maybe, just maybe, I’m darn tired of rushing from point “A” to point “B” most of my adult life. I’m thinking it’s the latter. Correction, I know it’s the latter.

Take this morning for example. A couple of times during our 33-mile bike ride, both when we were riding with the wind and against the wind, I wanted to stop for a moment to take pictures of the beautiful lakes, the countryside, the grazing cattle, even a variety of horses of all colors and sizes. Had I done so, catching up with the already-fragmented pace line would have been impossible – hence – no pictures.

Not counting our halfway break at the coffee shoppe, only once did I have a chance to sip liquid (Welches Grape Juice was my choice of juice this morning) from my bike’s water bottle, and that single time was at a stop light. That, in my opinion, is insane. Continuously hydrating in South Florida is absolutely necessary for optimal health and conditioning.

Listen, I’m not a complainer. I respect everyone’s agendas, be it the sport of cycling or in the arena of life itself. I don’t for one moment suggest that my way is the best way. I’m just saying that I’m sick and tired of rushing through life and hastening my bide rides. I spent thirty-five years working for a company where I was faced with almost impossible deadlines every single day of my employment. That was 35 years of merciless deadlines. Screw that!

Living under time restraints simply isn’t my cup of tea. And it also wasn’t my cup of tea when I was working, but we all know that work puts food on the table and pays the mortgage - therefore you do what you have to do.

Now retired, I have choices in life. From here on out, I’ll begin taking extra advantage of those choices – in life and during cycling.

I’m not only going to smell those roses, I’m going to take pictures of them.

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/162424677

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

GYM AND PICTURE DAY

With my Samsung smartphone (which includes a smart camera) in the back pocket of my Race Ready shorts, I strolled out of our gated community with the intent to enjoy every moment walking to and from the fitness center, which is a mere .37 miles from our front door.

Not content with walking directly to the gym, I took the round-a-bout route via the hospital’s parking area. After spotting and hearing two emergency ambulances stop underneath the emergency room overhang, it was evident that our hospital’s emergency personnel were having an eventful day.

Shortly after exchanging pleasantries with one of the hospital’s roving security officers (he drives a golf cart with a canvas top), I strolled into the gym and did the same with the young, attractive receptionist.

Once in the gym, I spent approximately 45 minutes jumping from one magical machine to the other, hoping that all of my hard work would make me fit and pretty. Well, I’m still waiting on those results, especially the latter – but patience in one of my virtues. (Not really!)

After pushing and pulling on most of the sleek looking machines, and then bidding farewell to some of my gym mates, I continued with my walk, this time opting to walk along the bank of our neighborhood’s manmade lake in hopes of capturing some pretty pictures. I thought that if I can’t get pretty in the gym, I at least could take some pretty pictures – and that I most certainly did.

Included in the total clock time are all the periods when I stopped and took pictures, which, according to my count, was 25 times. About 50% of my walking today was done on dirt trails and soft grass, with the remaining distance on sidewalks.

I thoroughly enjoyed today’s walk and gym workout. Have a happy Tuesday!

Monday, March 26, 2012

Monday Mountain Ride

Bob With Mt. Trashmore in Background
I had already logged in six miles previous to meeting up with my cyclists friends, so my distance stats will show more total miles.

In all, we rode through four cities and one converted dump. The dump, as @Sandy S accurately explained, used to be a landfill that in time turned toxic. Although the name of the converted dump is currently called Vista View Park because of its relatively high elevation, many people in our community call it Mount Trashmore. 

The mountain of trash's steep incline is training grounds for many local cyclists.

Anyway, the entire ride was enjoyable and the second half of the ride was slightly above my normal skill level, or speed level. But that's okay, because I occasionally need pushed by the faster boys - and that they did with smiles on their faces.

As far as the weather went, nary a cloud was seen in the sky and the temperature was a pleasant 65 degrees in the beginning and a warm 78 at ride's end. The 5 to 8 mph wind was coming from the northwest, which gave us a helping tailwind most of the way back to the barn.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

SUCCESSFUL WALK IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD

What's so special about today's semi-brisk walk is that at no time did I feel any discomfort in the knee that has a torn ACL. Like my orthopedic surgeon told me during my last visit, "Keep biking and your knee/knees more than likely will become stronger not only for biking but for walking as well." I give him an "A" for accuracy!

Uplifting, also, is the fact that I can now think about entering some of Disney's shorter run/walks, knowing that I can stay ahead of the scoop bus.  We tentatively have our eyes on the morning 5K that precedes Disney’s nighttime Wine & Dine Half Marathon the first weekend in November.   

Secondly, weather radar earlier this morning showed a line of showers coming across the Florida Everglades heading my way, so I chose not to bike this morning with my cycling club. This was another bad call based on radar, 'cause it hasn't rained one single drop.

My walk compliments of Garmin Connect: 

Sunday, March 18, 2012

WHEELER’S SUNDAY INTERMEDIATE RIDE

Today’s ride was another semi-disciplined ride with the South Broward Wheeler’s, my default bicycling club.

Beginning this morning at 07:36 in the south parking lot of Lester’s Diner, we took off in the southerly direction towards State Road 84, a 55 mph highway that runs parallel with Interstate 595. Running parallel with State Road 84 on the north side is a fresh water canal that typically has a few ravenous alligators scanning their aqua horizon for food stuff and fallen cyclists and joggers. Should you have a mechanical alongside this canal, it’s best to keep a watchful eye for stray gators and other creepy crawlers.

After turning south on Glades Parkway, we wove ourselves around Weston by way of their convenient, somewhat safe bike lanes, finally stopping for our one and only rest stop at a Publix Food Market.

After completing nature’s call, and after consuming whatever type snack one might bring along for the ride, we headed back to the barn fighting the 10 to 15 mph wind the entire time – which makes me wonder why nearly everyone who generates these rides, maps out the ride so that we are against the wind when heading back. I’m just sayin’….

Anyway, despite riding 64+ miles yesterday, I’m pleased with how I felt during today’s ride. Myself, a young lady and a young man (Everyone’s young compared to me) even sprinted in the last mile.

I’m already gearing up for tomorrow’s coffee shoppe ride – hopefully minus the strong easterly wind that comes off the Atlantic Ocean.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

MIAMI, AMISH PECAN STICKY BUNS, HOMESTEAD AND STRAWBERRIES

Hooray, another metric century under my belt.

I have to say that today’s metric was the easiest that I have ever done mainly because all other completed metrics were in Florida’s hill country and not in the flatlands like todays ride.

Meeting us at city hall and then riding 40 km’s with us was Rosemary B, who I believe was one of my very first DM friends beginning well over a year ago. Rosemary is visiting this area from her main home in Indonesia. Thank you, Rosemary, for riding with us. We loved having you! And thank you for doing what you do, which is helping many of the people of Indonesia.

Riding through the Coconut Grove area was simply out of this world, with the areas huge mature trees forming canopies over most of the residential roadways. I often had the feeling that I was cycling through nature’s natural tunnels.

One of the highlights of today’s ride was our stop at an Amish farm somewhere between Miami and Homestead. I must say that those pecan sticky buns that we ate were delightfully delicious and very filling. Because they were so sticky, I thought it was going to be necessary to pry off the pecans and sticky stuff from my teeth.

Once we arrived in the city of Homestead, we lunched at a Mexican restaurant somewhere in the middle of town. I’m not too much into Mexican food, so I left half of my meal on the plate. Shame on me! 

Three GU’s and two granola bars, however, served to keep me fed and energized throughout the ride. I also had eggs and English muffins at home prior to leaving for this morning’s ride.

After leaving the Mexican restaurant, we rode the sidewalks in the downtown area simply because there was no room on the roads for motor cars and bikes. I believe it took us a full nine minutes for that first return mile, which kind of knocks the heck out of our average cycling pace. 

But who cares, this was a leisure ride and nothing else.

When returning to the Miami City Hall area, which is just south of downtown Miami, Florida and a stone’s throw from Biscayne Bay, the vehicular traffic was brutal and the drivers insane. Why are people in such a hurry that they would risk life and limb of bikers?

It’s an angry world out there, folks.

It’s also a beautiful world out there. 

That’s why we are what we are –bicyclists.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

2012 (AND BEYOND) HANDBOOK

 
Health:

1.    Drink plenty of water.
2.    Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.
3.    Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants..
4.    Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy
5.    Make time to pray.
6.    Play more games
7.    Read more books than you did in 2011
8.    Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day
9.    Sleep for 7 hours.
10.  Take a 10-30 minute walk daily. And while you walk, smile.

Personality:

11.    Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
12.    Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.
13.    Don't overdo. Keep your limits.
14.    Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
15.    Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.
16.    Dream more while you are awake
17.    Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need..
18.    Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with His/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.
19.    Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.
20.    Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.
21.    No one is in charge of your happiness except you.
22.    Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn.  Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.
23.    Smile and laugh more.
24.    You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree....

Society:

25.    Call your family often.
26.    Each day give something good to others.
27.    Forgive everyone for everything..
28.    Spend time w/ people over the age of 70 & under the age of  6.
29.    Try to make at least three people smile each day.
30.    What other people think of you is none of your business.
31.    Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will.  Stay in touch.

Life:

32.    Do the right thing!
33.    Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
34.    GOD heals everything.
35.    However good or bad a situation is, it will change..
36.    No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
37.    The best is yet to come..
38.    When you awake alive in the morning, thank GOD for it.
39.    Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy.

Monday, March 12, 2012

Tour de Walt Disney World

My Granddaughter and My Oldest Daughter
If standing in long lines count for mileage, kindly put me down for multi-hundreds of miles surrounded by swarms of hurried humanoids, young and old, large and small.  And based on how many strollers that we tripped over and were run over by, both single wide and double wide, it's safe to say that the people of Disney World are prolific breeders.  

Overpopulation was never more evident than it was in Walt Disney World!

If ever I can pass on to my friends and acquaintances a good piece of advice, never, ever visit Walt Disney World during a spring break.  Don’t even consider it!  In our case, seeing as though our granddaughter only had this period of time to take a one week hiatus from college, we really had no choice.

Anyhow, we ended up walking approximately nine miles in and around WDW’s Magic Kingdom.  The mileage is for real but the time and pace was tallied by using the actual Garmin distance and the actual time inside the park, which was 11+ hours.  Add roughly eight hours of steady turnpike driving to and from the magical park, much of it during darkness, then you’ve got one heck of a day/night, multi-disciplined workout.

But I’m not complaining! As we often say within our local running/biking group, “I’m not complaining, I’m only observing.”  Whichever it is in this case, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves in the most magical place on earth.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

TOUR de WESTON

I really enjoyed today’s bike ride with the South Broward Wheelers in Weston, FL. USA.

We began the 32-mile bike ride in Markham Park, a county park that rest right on the eastern edge of the Florida Everglades.

From there, we rode on most of the bike lanes within the City of Weston, a city that prides itself as being an idealistic American city. The streets are all squeaky clean and the grass and tropical shrubs are manicured to perfection.

Cycling in Weston is the choice of many Broward County cyclists.

This morning could not have been more beautiful for all types of outdoor enthusiasts.

The temp was steady at 77 degrees, the sky was clear and the wind came from the east (from the ocean) at 4 to 6 mph with very few gusts.

Route via ridewithgps: http://ridewithgps.com/trips/538609

Friday, March 9, 2012

FRIDAY COFFEE SHOPPE RIDE

Today’s 34-mile bike ride, like most of my weekday bike rides, was two rides in one. The first 7.14 miles were ridden at a 9 mph pace around the shopping mall. I call the first seven miles my slow warm-up ride.

The balance of today’s ride, which was mostly on busy city streets, cracked sidewalks and a few country roads, was with the guys at speeds that would frighten even a fighter jet pilot – hence the overall average pace of 12 mph.

Stop laughing…

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

ESCORTED NEW RIDER


Another new rider joined our midweek cycling group, so I took it upon myself to drop behind the already-fragmented pace line to help safely guide her through all of the streets, sidewalks and pathways on the way towards the coffee shoppe. She is a relatively slow rider but very safety minded, and safety is my game.

After leaving the Pembroke Lakes Mall at 8 AM, we made our way through sections of Pembroke Pines, Cooper City and Davie until we crossed over I-75 into Weston.  From there we were only a few revolutions of the crank away from Einstein’s Bagel Shoppe.

Due to her work schedule, our newbie rider rode back to the shopping mall with Rossanna prior to the group leaving Einstein's.  

A partial group photo was taken with one of the cyclists’ cell phone.  I’m the guy on the left wearing the Survivor Buff.  The new rider is standing on my left.     

Weather: 30 percent chance of showers, partly cloudy with a high near 82.  Windy, with a east wind around 23 mph, with gusts as high as 32 mph.  The wind gusts on the way back to the shopping mall felt more like 50 mph. 

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

REINTRODUCED TO CYCLING

With the wind at a constant 20 to 25 mph with gusts to 43 mph, the morning's bike ride in our county park probably wasn't the best of conditions to reintroduce road cycling to my wife.

But despite the added degree of difficulty, she persevered. I heard only a couple of grunts, and those were when we were pedaling uphill over small bridges against the wind.

I'm very proud of my wife!

100% of our route was on bike/running paths, sidewalks and curvy roads.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

SATURDAY EXPERIENCED BIKE RIDE

As Jackie Gleason used to say, “How sweet it is.” That is my thought exactly whenever I ride with 30+ cyclists and, for the most part, everyone is in sync with one another.

We weren’t perfect this morning, but we were on the edge of perfection.

This morning’s well-disciplined bike ride was the finest pace line/peloton that I’ve ever been a part of. Only once this morning did I feel the need to scold/educate a rider for not staying behind the cyclist in front of him.

So I pointed out that…

A) “The rider behind you cannot take advantage of the pace line because you are out of line.
B) “You’re too close to me, so move the hell over.”

He moved over!

The wind, however, was a real nuisance when traveling south. And southbound is what we mostly did during the second half of the ride. A constant 15 mph southerly wind with gusts to 21 mph made the significance of the pace line even that much more important.

Weather: 83 degrees, partly cloudy, wind from the south at 15 mph with gusts up to 21 mph.  Not bad for sub-tropical South Florida.

Thank you Barry for leading this morning’s group!

FOUR CITY RIDE

If there ever was or ever will be paradise earth, we rode though it today when cycling through beautiful sections of Weston, FL. Every blade of grass, so it seemed, was manicured to perfection. Beautiful women were jogging along the sidewalks, stately palm trees were blowing from the balmy southern breeze, and five handsome gents on bikes were taking it all in with smiles on their faces. I was one of the five!

Three of us put the pedals to the medal the last four or five miles of our journey. It sort of felt good to get the heart pumping right before returning to the barn.

85 degrees at the end of our ride.

http://app.strava.com/activities/4700992