RedRider
Pulling through
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My bike had the yips and riding it was a shanked shot.
It was 20 days since a reckless saddle height/fore/aft experiment messed with the golden triangle of seat/foot/hand and I found the square root of the hypotenuse equaled bad back bother. Every ride I made positional tweaks measured in millimetres, raising and lowering, forward and back but to no avail. My sit bones were sore and my soul sounded sick as a de-tuned drum.
So this morning, one more round with a set of allen keys and off I set. It felt right straight away but I didn't believe it so I pressed on. Down in the drops was delicious and I carried on, my back feeling good and my backside back onside.
We visited some sweet spots around town today, my bike and I, celebrating the return of the prodigal position. Please excuse the purple flowering prose, I'm grinning and happy enough to tap out alliterative arse all night but I'll stop now.
Cheers!
It was 20 days since a reckless saddle height/fore/aft experiment messed with the golden triangle of seat/foot/hand and I found the square root of the hypotenuse equaled bad back bother. Every ride I made positional tweaks measured in millimetres, raising and lowering, forward and back but to no avail. My sit bones were sore and my soul sounded sick as a de-tuned drum.
So this morning, one more round with a set of allen keys and off I set. It felt right straight away but I didn't believe it so I pressed on. Down in the drops was delicious and I carried on, my back feeling good and my backside back onside.
We visited some sweet spots around town today, my bike and I, celebrating the return of the prodigal position. Please excuse the purple flowering prose, I'm grinning and happy enough to tap out alliterative arse all night but I'll stop now.
Cheers!