CityCyclingEdinburgh was launched on the 27th of October 2009 as "an experiment".
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CCE is 15years old!
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Seems to be a bit busier in the work bike sheds at the moment, certainly filling up earlier on, and there has been a two-fold increase in women using the changing room.
I love that it feels like more people are choosing their bike over other modes of transport for their commute... But I also love(d) my solitude in the morning.
Left showering too late, rushed off, grabbing clothes, towels, and black sporty cosmetic bag. Strip off clothes, about to jump in shower, and realise i have grabbed black sporty purse, not black sporty cosmetic bag. Wouldn't you know this is the one time no one has left any almost empty shower gel or shampoo bottles too?
Put in a slightly extended commute home yesterday (Strava). Extremely wet but a good session nonetheless (could have done with something more than a jersey but hey).
Got home and locked the keys in the garage when putting bike away. Impossible to ride in to town for spare keys as bike now locked inside garage, also clip clop shoes. No money for bus.
Ended up taking shelter with neighbours who had to supply me with shower and spare clothes belonging to absent son.
Is it unfair to blame this disaster on DaveC and his misplaced confidence in my recumbulating abilities?
It's never unfair to blame DaveC.
eg. the pre-Cambrian mass extinction event? DaveC had left the iron on. Fact.
Did it *again* - buff, but no h****t! This time I didn't realise until I arrived at my office and attempted to remove a non-existent lid. I blame DaveC for not being around to tell me.
Couldn't find my usual waterbottle this morning, so picked up another from the cupboard. Unfortunately in my haste I was forgetting there's something wrong with the top. So as I'm enjoying the refreshing beverage at the lights, it's also cascading quite significantly down my front.
Arrived for the train this morning at Waverley looking like a drooling idiot (literally).
<sigh>
This morning I left home for work bypassing my mates house as he wanted a long lie. I too the direct route through Inverkeithing. At this point heading towards the ped lights, I spy a black VW Passat about to come out of the junction on the right, joining the road in the direction I was on. As I drew level the Passat pulled out, and I gave a glance across as she drove over the white line heading for me. Usually in cases like this the driver has seen me and drives up the middle of the road until they pass me before pulling in.
On this occasion she just pulled into my lane and squeezed me off. At this point I was level with her passenger window and knocked hard on the glass. She screamed and slammed on the brakes pulling away from me.
I hope she learns to look where she is Bl**dy going in future! I have a red top on and and not exactly small!
@DaveC wrong thread?
Oh, thought the thread was about cycle commuting.
Had wizard wheeze while at Ainslie Park swimming this morning (commie is shut so I'm going down there).
"I know" I thought, "I'll take the railway path back past my house and dump my wet swimming kit then I'll have *lots* of space for shopping on the way home this evening". So far so splendid, until I noticed on arriving at work that I'd also left my wallet, with my swimming kit at home thus precluding any shopping until I go all the way home.
Grr. I blame the heat turning my brain to mush.
Not really a commute, but ... My chain dropped on the approach to the Meldons (must adjust!). So calmly I put a latex glove and then proceeded to put the chain on with the other, ungloved hand. One dirty hand, one very clean glove.
Didn't change my wheel diameter on my computer after I changed my front tyre from a 23 to a 25, did I? Fortunately this morning's well-measured known-distance commute-route and the computer's false measurement thereof can be used to correct it.
Last week after a long day at work I left the office and went out to the bike racks. Spotted a stealthy black singlespeed with rear racks and started to attach my panniers. It was only when I looked down at the lock that I realised it wasn't my bike. Talk about brain fade!
So apologies to my fellow cyclist. I wasn't really going to steal your bike... although it was a lot shinier than mine...
Double confession...
Commuted for the first time yesterday on my new C2W bike and it was also the first time using clipless pedals in anger (I had been round the block trying them out). Bumped up a small kerb coming out my estate and the pannier bag that i'd incorrectly attached came flying off. As I stopped to go back and retrieve it I forgot that I was 'attached' to the bike and proceeded to topple over; cue several cuts and grazes...
The worst wasn't over yet...
Got to work and gathered my things together for showering...no smalls...oh well, no socks/pants isn't the end of the world. However in the afternoon I was visiting a facility where you were required to 'strip to your underwear and put on a complete change of clothes' before crossing a barrier. Needless to say this wasn't my finest day...i'm not giving up though...lessons learned and all that!
"However in the afternoon I was visiting a facility where you were required to 'strip to your underwear and put on a complete change of clothes'"
East Kilbride or Torness? Or was it somewhere on West Port?
Either way - nice tale, cheers. For the record, when I moved to SPDs I chose to have my fall at the lights at the top of Easter Road with a car full of plod behind me. They nearly died laughing.
Close but no cigar...was an animal research facility. I should have also said that the over the barrier clothes were the other side of the barrier so a mad dash was required!
God, I think I'd have been equally mortified with that fall at the lights!
Hehe, that is a pretty good one. I am sure most people have done the underwear thing but most get away with it!
As the barley is now harvested I thought I'd take a shortcut on my way home, I ride a CX bike afterall:
It turns out that this was a bad idea. Leaving an option of following the crop line and hoping your wheels didn't skip to the next line too often or running the gauntlet of the tractor track. Disguised by straw you never knew when the hard baked tracks would take a grab at your wheels tram track style.
Have forgotten trousers, shirt, smalls, socks and shoes (not all on the same day)
Work about 1/2 mile from the Gyle centre, which wasn't too bad, but I had to buy a pair of ill-fitting trousers- I have a 35" inside leg and they only stock up to 33 in store).
Worst one was forgetting a towel on a day I really needed a shower- my gear was too wet to do any drying. Ended up with about 50 paper towels...
Had a pleasant weekend up at the ancestral pile, somewhat let down by the revelation that I'd forgotten my bibshorts, which undermined my plan to ride my trusty Croix back here yesterday.
A bit put out since it was basically a perfect day for riding, but previous experience has taught me that 50 miles in civvies is too far for my tender loins, let alone the ~85 that it takes, so instead I rode the ~20 miles to the train station.
Ah well.
Ortlieb office bag has leaked on the way in. Nothing drastic, but enough that the reference book riding in the laptop slot has become decidedly soggy. Happily, electrical items have survived.
Unimpressed. Carradice, I should never have left you.
So I had to go to Murrayfield hospital this morning for a health assessment. Set off a bit early from Porty this morning, joined the Trinity? bike path at Lindsay Road. Then realised I'd left my lock at work (west end). I decided it was safer to not leave my bike unlocked, so had a quick sprint up and down W Coates. Don't know how daily commuters do that bit passed Haymarket, it's so nasty!
I got to my assessment on time (no issues, thanks for asking. Highest lung capacity the nurse had ever seen apparently, but why bring it up?)
I left and got back to the office, only to find I'd been on autopilot and left my lock on the rack back at the hospital. Extra exercise to and from the hospital at lunch.
BUPA need to do brain scans.
BUPA need to do brain scans"
14 years ago I sore a consultant neologism at the Murryfield, after a head injury, at the time I think they did do brain scans, just was going to be very expensive.
I mean as standard in health assessments. They clearly would have seen that I'd left my brain in bed.
14 years ago I sore a consultant neologism at the Murryfield
Did you mean neurologist? Mind you, 'consultant neologism' is a splendid neologism in itself!
If you've come along the NEPN on a rainy autumn day be sure to wipe the splodges of decaying leaf matter off your water bottle nozzle as well as from around the sides.
I discovered today that my waterproof mountainbiking shorts are no longer waterproof and that I'd neglected top put another pair of boxers in my bag. Now sitting with wet pants.
Lovely, ARC! Are you leaving damp spots everywhere you sit, looking like you've wet yourself?
I dropped my towel in the shower last week. Full on soaking up of all the water that had collected in the basin resulted in a re-run of my 'how many paper towels does it take to dry a MeepMeep' test from several months back (answer is 11).
I think we need a poll as to whether ARC should have removed said pants or not....
I went on a conference call in the events room downstairs and hovered near enough to the radiator to dry them off.
By near enough I mean straddled.
Luckily I'm the office scruff most of the time so no-one really expects me to NOT look like I've wet myself. They're usually just glad I've not brought my CX shoes into the office by accident.
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