It’s been an eventful month since my last update. There are a lot of topics to cover, which means I’ll be only saying a couple sentences about each one. Rapid-fire, go!

After two years of use, at the end of April I brought Pæthos into the shop for a quick tune-up. What a terrible experience! They kept my bike for 15 days… that’s longer than it took me to recover from heart surgery! They never sent the promised estimate, so the $765 fee was a shock; plus they included an extra bicycle chain that I didn’t request. And the tech installed my Di2 rear derailleur cable incorrectly, so the cassette yanked the cable out of the frame. Fortunately I noticed it when I got home and fixed it myself before it caused any serious damage or injury.

Circuit of the Americas

Circuit of the Americas

Bicycle House Ride

Bicycle House Ride

Friday Truancy Ride

Friday Truancy Ride

Bloody Knee

Bloody Knee

The larger problem for me was that I was completely off the bike for those two weeks. My Fitness again plummeted, from 40.6 down to 29.1 (it stood at 56.6 back on March 5th, before my heart surgery). The shop returned my bike only two days before an event I wanted to do. Although my heart was strong enough, after a long layoff post-surgery, followed by an even longer one for the tune-up, my legs just didn’t have the stamina or conditioning for a 100 km event. So I didn’t do the Stampede on the Chisholm Trail ride I’d hoped to try, which was frustrating.

But there was another, less formal ride a week later. The only problem was that suddenly we were in the middle of our first Texas-style heat wave, and… while I might consider 100 km in normal weather, I was in no way prepared to do so at 42°C! So I also bailed on Trek’s Pedal Around Austin ride. Another swing and a miss… but I got some good heat acclimation rides in that week!

Around this time, my partner left on a monthlong trip to the northeast to visit family. That left me with lots of free time, so recently the only limit on my riding has been my ability to recover in between rides!

One highlight was the decidedly low-impact Ride of Silence in honor of cyclists killed or injured on the roadways. I got to ride some new roads, and on my way home I enjoyed my first night ride of the year. I purposely made stops at several scenic locations around town, and finished up just after 10pm.

I’ve done four of my regular Friday Truancy group rides, but even there I had one of those embarrassing low-speed tip-over falls at our cafe stop, which resulted in a scraped knee. And when you’re on blood thinners, such minor mishaps produce an inordinate amount of bleeding, bruising, and tenderness! And if I’m being honest, my inability to even pretend to keep up with this “intermediate” group has been incredibly frustrating.

I have also joined a conveniently-located group ride I discovered, the Saturday morning shop ride out of Bicycle House on Burnet, which I’ve now done twice. They split the sizable group into fast and slow groups, which I found helpful, and about a third of the route is new to me. So that’s promising, and I’ll see if I can get out of the house at 6:30am to make future editions.

And I also managed to make 2025’s final Bike Night ride at the Circuit of the Americas Formula 1 racetrack. I usually hit this about twice a year, and it was nice to be back, although that Turn 1 hill always makes this a challenging ride.

That brings us up to present-day. All this riding has brought my CTL back up to 46, with the plan from here featuring more recovery and hopefully some longer rides. There are two main targets…

In two weeks there’s the Fire Ant Tour up in Gatesville, a metric century I’ve done for the past two years. Although I’d aspired to do other events sooner, being ready to complete Fire Ant has been the main goal of my recovery from the medical misadventures of the past eight months. So I’m pretty firmly committed, if the weather cooperates.

I’m also using the Fire Ant Tour to judge my ability to ride another remote “reimagined” Pan-Mass Challenge charity ride this year. I’m still recovering from my stroke and heart surgery, and learning what my new limits are. But hopefully they’ll allow me to do a creditable job of “earning” my sponsors’ donations to support cancer research at the Dana-Farber Cancer Institute, especially now with NIH funding under direct threat from our shortsighted lawmakers.

So stay tuned, because the rubber is about to hit the road…

The most famous record in all of cycling is the hour record. Since the days of the high-wheelers, this brutal effort against the clock has been the pinnacle of time trialling. So it would seem inevitable that I’d give it a shot myself.

Unfortunately, I never thought of that while living in Boston, probably because there’s no cycling track to use for such an attempt. Fast forward to Pittsburgh, where there’s a nice cycling track down by Highland Park, and you have an explanation for why sixteen years passed between my taking up the sport and undertaking my first personal hour record.

Thursday morning there was a break in our unstable, overcast weather, so I headed down to the Bud Harris track to do my thing.

It was apparent from the start that several factors would prevent me from doing my best possible time trial. One was the simple fact that it is an outdoor track, so any wind would detract from my performance. Another was the track surface; asphalt is more porous than a wooden track and thus offers more rolling resistance. But most significant is the ten-foot incline that leads up to the start/finish line and then down into the first corner. While that’s a tiny hill, it slowed me down each and every one of the forty times I traversed it.

The first fifteen minutes, I settled into a rhythm and selected my line down the straights and around the banked corners. But by the time I was a third of the way through the hour, the constant effort was starting to wear. I’d spend the remaining 40 minutes trying not to puke.

Normally cycling has its own rhythm of ups and downs, with plentiful opportunities for a rider to coast downhill or stop at intersections. But a flat track with no stopping or coasting requires an unnaturally unvarying effort, maintaining a steady-state 95 percent heart rate for the entire hour. It is far more reminiscent of being on the indoor trainer (i.e. torture device) than the open road. Just looking at the unchanging heart rate and cadence data from my cyclo-computer still makes me want to cry.

In the end, my hour effort ended with a total of 20.77 miles (or 33.47 km). That’s good enough to have stood as a world record until 1887! For me, that’s fine as a first effort, and I’m happy that it was above 20 miles. But I don’t imagine I’ll want to undertake something that monotonous very frequently going forward.

After a rest, I started home, noticing some dark clouds coming in and a freshening breeze. A few minutes later, it was a full-bore typhoon thunderstorm with mid-day darkness, tropical downpour, localized street flooding, and wind-shorn limbs across the road. It’s been a long time since I’ve been soaked to the bone on the bike, but at least the time trial wasn’t interfered with!

Here’s the GPS log. Lap 1 is the ride to the track, Lap 2 is the time trial, and Lap 3 is the ride home.

A little summary of my first month as a Pittsburgh cyclist.

I arrived in town fairly skeptical. I hadn’t heard many positive things about riding in the city, especially after a cyclist stopped at a red light was crushed between two cars and killed in my new neighborhood, which evoked all kinds of angst amongst the local cycling advocates.

One of the first things I ramped up on were the local bike shops. My my impression so far is that although there are several shops that carry a good selection of bikes and clothing, they offer extremely little in the way of tools, parts, or organized rides.

I’ve also looked up the big annual events in the area. There aren’t many centuries, but there is an active group of randonneurs. Hopefully they’ll let me tag along on their rides despite not being a member of Randonneurs USA, whom I chose to actively not support.

I looked for likely cycling routes on Strava’s Global Heatmap, but discovered that there are very few routes near me that are used by cyclists. Well, that’s not helpful!

There are a couple Pittsburgh cycling forums, and an inquiry about routes provided a pointer to an out-of-print book “Bikes Rides Out of Pittsburgh” by Oscar Swan, which I obtained from the library.

Sadly, it is 250 pages of bare, not-too-carefully written directions, without a single map in the entire volume. So I’ve been spending my non-riding winter time plotting all his routes in Google Maps. This engendered the opposite problem from Strava: his rides traverse nearly every road within an 180-mile diameter, with no clear guidance which are more desirable than the rest!

For more useful and interactive advice, both Inna and I have one friend each who are utility cyclists, which is at least a start at community. And I hope to make contact with a former Green Line Velo rider who moved out here from Boston in 2014.

I found him and a couple other neighborhood roadies on Strava through their “flyby” utility, which shows when two riders’ logged routes intersect or overlap. I’ve been able to find good local roads by looking at these riders’ current and past GPS logs and following the same routes. That’s been the most helpful thing so far, and hopefully it’ll allow me to make social connections, as well.

Although December is never a very good month for cycling, being unemployed allowed me to take whatever opportunities the weather provided this month. And it provided! In addition to usually being a tiny smidgin warmer than Boston, this December was Pittsburgh’s second warmest on record, with the second least snowfall: ten and a half inches less than average! We spent much of the month with temperatures in the 50s and 60s.

That allowed me to get out for six short rides from 9 to 26 miles, totaling 114 miles. That might not sound like much, but it’s the best December I’ve had in many years.

Bud Harris Cycling Track

I learned that every street in Pittsburgh is steeper than Boston’s steepest hill, with their longest and steepest being harder than anything I’ve ridden before. I started braving Pittsburgh’s mostly-unfriendly tunnels and bridges. And I made a weekday trip to check out the otherwise unoccupied Bud Harris outdoor cycling track, with banked corners and everything! That was pretty cool… (GPS log)

I discovered that out here asphalt is often replaced by slab cement roadway, but to make things even more challenging, steeper roads are paved with uneven bricks or good old European-style cobblestones. Going uphill on cobbles is a very rough challenge, but descending a steep cobblestone downhill is cause for a visit to the dentist. Note to self: start checking all bolts for tightness after every ride.

That’s one of the things people forget. Because it’s so ludicrously hilly, Pittsburgh is a great place to train your legs to handle climbing; but every ascent is followed by an equally imposing white-knuckle descent, and I am a terrible descender. I guess I don’t have a choice but to improve at both.

Sadly, all the best riding seems to be northwest of the city, whereas I’m in the southeast corner. That means that—like Boston—I will spend an hour traversing the urban jungle before getting to the meat of my rides. Unlike Boston, I then have to get across one of the trafficky bridges over the Allegheny, then climb up an abominable embankment to get out of the river valley. Hopefully the terrain beyond will be worth the extra effort.

Icycle Bicycle

So that was December. Today being the first of January, there was a big organized New Years ride (Icycle Bicycle) which I attended (GPS log). Sadly, December’s record temperatures haven’t carried over into January, so we set out in 32° and light snow before the sun eventually broke out.

The ride was noteworthy for several reasons. It was the first ride of 2016, of course. It was also my first group ride in Pittsburgh, and I was impressed that an estimated 200 people showed up. One of them was my utility cycling friend Colleen, whom I saw for the first time in years.

It was also the first time I got to use the new Hydrotac stick-on bifocal lenses that I’d attached to my sunglasses. I’ve worn reading glasses for age-related presbyopia for several years, but I rarely needed to focus on anything close-up on the bike, so I stayed with regular old non-prescription sunglasses.

However, now that I’m riding in unfamiliar places, following a map and routes on a tiny 2.6-inch screen, my lack of visual acuity became problematic. I’m happy to report that the stick-on lenses really help my ability to read the GPS display, and they don’t interfere with my normal-distance road vision (after trimming the lenses down a bit).

The only part I haven’t tested is whether they will withstand cleaning the sunglasses lenses, since they get pretty grimy after a ride. But one ride indicates that they’re worth the extra effort.

Unless January and February get back to setting temperature records, you won’t see much from me in the next couple months. I’m not much of a cold-weather rider, and I haven’t yet replaced the old indoor trainer I had back in Boston. So there won’t be any indoor riding either, unless some money happens to materialize real soon.

The bottom line is that I’ve been doing my best to gain local knowledge and connect with the local cycling community. And I’m optimistic that I’ll be able to make a decent season out of 2016 in Pittsburgh once springtime temperatures return… Only 100 days until Paris-Roubaix!

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