I sauntered into the local cycle shop with $400 burning a hole in my pocket. I told the salesman I was going to do my first Sprint Tri and needed a bike. I must have looked like a newbie, because he steered me right over to the hybrids where he pointed to a pretty teal Canondale. I knew NOTHING about bikes, so I happily plunked down the money for it (it WAS pretty).
After a few races when EVERYONE seemed to be passing me up on their road bikes, I wondered WHY he didn't at least tell me that most Triathletes use road bikes. Geesh! In his defense, maybe it was because I said I didn't want to spend more than $500 and you can't touch a decent road bike for that. But, I could have easily been talked into spending more $$$! Upsell, baby, upsell!
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| The 'pretty' hybrid |
As Spring followed and I logged more miles in the saddle, I bought gloves and padded biking shorts. I needed the gloves because my hands were hurting, but didn't really feel a need for the shorts as I was only going less than 20 miles at a time and my bum was fine (then). I started to figure out the shifting for hills, and instead of shifting the wrong way first EVERY TIME, it was only about 25% of the time. I felt more and more steady and in control of the bike. I still did not feel comfortable standing up in the saddle (which didn't come until I had taken a few spin classes).
I was feeling pretty confident on the bike and thus, a mere 3 months after beginning to ride, I purchased clip on pedals and shoes. In hindsight, I should have waited a few more months (or never) - I might still have pretty knees if I had. I was given a quick lesson on the trainer on how to clip in and out and it seemed pretty straightforward. Except that I COMPLETELY forgot everything he told me when I went for a practice ride right after that. I clipped in just fine and tried to clip out by pulling my foot straight up (forgetting the need to pull your heel out, not up). I pulled and pulled and pulled...harder and harder... meanwhile, I had stopped pedaling while pulling, which meant I was coming to a stop and still fully clipped in! BAM! Down I went, incurring scraped knee #1. WTF?, I thought, it seemed so easy at the store. So, I hopped back on (after looking around to see if anyone saw me fall) and clipped in again. I got a full half mile down the road before I remembered 'heel OUT not up' and was able to clip out. Whew! OK, I got this. I clipped in and out a few more times just to be sure. So, how about coming to a stop? I need to practice that. I wonder if I can just clip out of one side when coming to a stop? Let me try that. Clip out right side, lean a bit to the left, cli---ooooohhhh noooo, I'm going down! Yep, down again, incurring scraped knee #2. Thankfully, there was no car coming cause I would have incurred a scraped scull, too, as I fell right into traffic. OK, so coming to a stop will require BOTH feet to be unclipped, apparently. Point taken.
| See my scars and bruises (a band-aid is covering a wound under my left knee) |

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