There is an unspoken rule that no matter how big you are you cannot hurt your dad. You can make him nervous though.

I had 2 older brothers and they were scared, too.I think they both got it worse than I did. Younger brother doesn't even remember being hit, I think Dad stopped when he was the last one in the nest. I also have 3 sisters and the two older ones had a taste of the action, too.

We all, except baby brother, moved out at or around the age of 18. My brothers all went into the military, actually.

All this trainer talk made me check my setup and my cabling. I run my Kickr with and iPad cabled by HDMI to a TV. I don't know whether it's my new iPad, new Kickr, or FulGaz updates but everything connected immediately. :thumb:

I should have loaded one of the 4k video routes...

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I hope to not use the trainer until November. Or December.

Reminds me of an exchange from "The Lion In Winter":

Richard: "How's your bad leg?"

Henry: "Better, thank you."

Richard: "Your bad back? You're getting old. You'll have me once too often."

Henry: "When? I'm 50 now. My God, boy, I'm the oldest man I know! I've got a decade on the pope."

When I was about 17 or so a friend of mine fought his step-father in their front yard and he quit after my friend dropped him twice.

We experienced some belt therapy as kids. My dad denies it now that it is frowned upon by most everyone. I don't know if his denial is revisionist history or failing memory. My bet is the former.

Step fathers are fair game.

That happened to me with running. I could've run 10 k forever. But no, I had to do a marathon. I trained and trained, and finally ran a half. And never ran again.

Never did Pacman. Did a little Frogger. And Pong, of course.

Speaking of which. I hit a smallish speed bump today, at speed, not having seen it. I was happy I was riding the test saddle with the cutout. And I managed to stay on the bike

I am a stepfather. Of a stepdaughter. She's 42. I'm certain she could take me.

1999 - 2001 I rode a LOT. I did club rides with PenVelo Saturday and Sunday for at least a year, plus riding at least 3 days a week. Spring of 2002, I just didn't start up again. The group rides, much as I enjoyed them, had burned me out on cycling.

Minnetonka report:

A little choppy out there.

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Among younger guys, there are still whispers of 'old man strength,' enough so that many aren't looking to test it out.

There is also a money factor at times.

From 2000 to 2020 I did about 2000 club rides. It got harder to keep up as younger, faster riders joined and I got slower. I thought about quitting the club but didn't know if I could handle the withdrawals. When the club rides stopped due to C19 I found out I could live without it. Now I only go to certain rides or ride with the other club or small groups.

In the 90s when I burned out on road bikes I did a lot more mountain biking and my ex loved that, too.

I changed sports. I got into archery. At that point, the back of our yard was so overgrown that I could shoot my bows pretty much unobserved. Nobody who lived across the creek and up the embankment ever came out into their yards, either. I joined a club, shot there every Saturday, had a lot of fun. That lasted about 8 years, but I started riding again in about 2006, and have pretty much ridden at least 1000 miles a year since then.

There was no way in the world I would ever challenge my dad physically, no matter the size factors. Because of respect, not because of fear. Never even crossed my mind.

Knoxville report. :bday:

I shot archery when I was a ute. We would hike into the local hills and shoot arrows at anything. That's when I discovered poison oak. I was just telling a friend about that yesterday, the worst poison oak I ever had.

I never would have, either, but he ruled with fear. I didn't visit them for a couple years after I moved out. I eventually tried to make peace with him but I was no good at doing that and neither was he. I visited him before he died and made small talk. That was as close as we got.

The summer before senior year of college, the X-C team agreed that, in order to kick ass next season, we would work up to a 100 mi. week at the end of August. Thus ended my varsity running career. I think I went back to the bike and did a couple of collegiate races that year, but only after I could walk unassisted again.

Just gunna throw this up here to see what you wizards think.

Just hooked the wife’s bike up to the wahoo kickr core. Followed the directions in the book, Seems really really hard to pedals and it sounds like something is rubbing.


Shifted to the granny ring and continued shifting to the largest cog and it threw the chain. Separate issue i’ll fix that later.


I was trying to do the initial spin down like it asked, Spin up to 22.4 mph and then let it coast. I spun up but it kept saying speed unavailable. I tried it a couple of times and it never showed speed data. Not sure if I am doing anything wrong.


Also, it doesn’t like it if I pedal backwards. Maybe I am not suppose to do that.


Plan on getting on the wahoo website tomorrow to trouble shoot but if any of you geniuses know what I did wrong that would be great.

Knoxville super-spreader event.