I started to do some virtual challenges. Motivates me more to ride and walk. If I like how the medal looks I will sign up for the challenge.

Bicycling seems to be slowing down since the lockdown ended. Not as many bicyclist out and I got my resting spots back.

At the Eastbay Parks there are still a lot of cars with bicycle racks. This the result of people buying mountain bicycles and that is where the dirt is.

Never been a mountain bicycle fan. Too limiting. I like having racks and fenders. I mostly ride on the streets. Not too good on a mountain bicycle. You will destroy the knobby tires.

July has arrive and so has the wind. Riding into a headwind is like riding uphill. Pray that a hill doesn’t show up. A double whammy. My legs hate me.

The bicycle commuters in San Francisco are starting to return to Market Street. After over a year of an empty Market Street it was weird to see all the bicyclist.

I still hate being called a cyclist. Just sounds like I should be on a road bicycle, wearing lycra and my shoes clipped in. I prefer to be called a bicyclist.

Hearst Publishing thanks for destroying Bicycling magazine. You have turned it into a piece of garbage not worth reading. Still the best bicycling magazines come out of Europe.

Car manufactures need to make a system where the driver does not use the turn signal after a couple of times the engine shuts off and it takes $1,000 to turn the car back on. Drivers are trying to kill me.

At least the bicycle infrastructure is coming along nicely even though a lot of bicycle lanes are empty. But I’m glad they are there.

Not like Pinole that only puts a sharrow on the road. Drivers do not care. Well at least Pinole is trying.

More when the mood strikes.