At these times, I go back to the 50's and pull out the scarves. They are great, with a couple of hair clips to keep it in place. Should you be a helmet wearer, it would disguise helmet hair as well!
Showing posts with label how to choose a bike. Show all posts
Showing posts with label how to choose a bike. Show all posts
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Wind In My Hair
It has been SUPER windy around here lately. My hair has become an impediment. It actually makes it impossible to see sometimes.
At these times, I go back to the 50's and pull out the scarves. They are great, with a couple of hair clips to keep it in place. Should you be a helmet wearer, it would disguise helmet hair as well!
At these times, I go back to the 50's and pull out the scarves. They are great, with a couple of hair clips to keep it in place. Should you be a helmet wearer, it would disguise helmet hair as well!
Sunday, January 9, 2011
The Bicycle Electric
Sometime last year, I was riding home with my family along 22nd Street. There is a very mild incline between South Van Ness and Valencia streets and I was really feeling it. We had been out all day and I had carried Declan on the back of the bike the whole time. Despite this, I felt like I was doing pretty well. Just as I was feeling good about my progress I heard a bicycle coming up fast on my left. It was a woman on a Townie extracycle with a preteen girl sitting on the back reading a book (a much larger kid on a much larger bike with really bad geometry). She flew by me like it was nothing! I was utterly demoralized. She was older than I, on a heavier bike with a heavier load and leaving me in the dust.
James found the whole thing terribly funny and let me feel sorry for myself for a few blocks until he pointed out that the woman who had passed me so handily on her damned bicycle was, in fact, not a stronger cyclist than I, per se, simply one that had the benefit of an electric assist! I have been a little obsessed by electric bicycles ever since.
Recently I was asked to test ride a Gazelle with electric assist by Soraya of My Dutch Bike. I jumped at the chance. I didn't have many ideas about what it would be like but I knew I would get some insight into what makes electric bicycles so popular.
There are a lot of technical things that can be said about bicycles. I am not qualified to say anything about any of them. I know nothing about how electric assist hub systems work and I do not know what the one on this bike is called. Those seem like unimportant details in this particular critique. It is enough to say that Gazelle makes a perfectly acceptable bicycle, that I do not like cushy Selle Royale saddles and being very upright is always pleasant.
As soon as I got on it and took off down Market Street I could feel the difference. With the lowest setting engaged, by the second pedal stroke I could feel the hub in the front wheel kick in with just a little bit of help. Not enough to be intrusive, but more than enough to set me at a much faster pace than I would normally experience. It reminded me of being given a gentle push along by a cute boy on a fixie- pleasant and helpful but I am still in control. With higher settings I got more help and my normal level of exertion was sending me flying! I was passing bicycle messengers and lycra roadies and taxi cabs while wearing heels and a skirt and a great big smile because I was making such wonderful progress pedaling at the same level of exertion I always use but actually getting somewhere fast!
Over subsequent days I discovered all kinds of interesting things while riding this electrified Gazelle. If I took my regular routes to get places I found I could cut my travel time by 30% without utilizing a greater level of energy than I usually do (and I didn't have to have the assist on its highest setting to do it). Even better, if I used the highest setting and took the super hilly routes I usually go around I could cut my travel time by 50% and not be any more fatigued than I would be on my Batavus taking the long way around. My knees didn't hurt and neither did my back at the tops of really big hills and starting from a stop with a heavy load was so much easier and less joint jarring. Over the week it was with me I found myself going on errands and to parts of town I have stopped going to because of the fatigue factor (I hadn't consciously decided to stop doing these things, I just stopped going because I didn't want to wear myself out).
One of the most surprising things I found was that I wanted a helmet for the first time in years! When I ride my Batavus I am slow enough that I always have time to react to things. The door zone is not usually much of an issue for me because I have time to look several cars ahead to see where the problems may come from. With the assist engaged I was passing parked cars so much faster that I knew I wouldn't be able to react fast enough if someone opened a door at me and that made me uncomfortable. There was nothing to stop me from slowing down but the easy ability to just zip along constantly crept up on me (riding with the electric hub turned off was unpleasant as there was a lot of resistance from it). The more I was on the bike the less I felt like I should be in the bicycle lane as I was constantly moving in and out of it to pass other riders and was obviously not part of the flow. Riding with others was an exercise in restraint as they would have to strain to keep up with me if I didn't pay attention (I have to admit I kind of liked that because I am usually the one dying to keep the pace). There was no longer any incentive to take the scenic route because I could just get there so much faster.
The reactions of others to the bike was interesting as well. One person I rode with one night was very animated about it when he discovered I was riding an electric assist bicycle. We had just crested an absolute monster of a hill at the end of what for me had been a very long day. I commented that it was so nice to get to the top of the hill and not be exhausted. My friend instantly let me know I was cheating and should only use my own power to get places. I laughed at his vehemence, especially as he had just reached the top of the hill on a fixed gear bicycle I have never tried. He was committed to his way of riding, which was the opposite in some respects of what I was doing. There was some understanding when I told him how surprised I was that I liked it and that not having pain and fatigue was letting me ride so much more than I would otherwise. As long as there was more riding happening it was kind of OK in his eyes.
Walking away from the bicycle I was happy to see that I really enjoyed getting back on my Batavus (it just fits me so well) and not spoiled by my experience in the land of the electrical assist. I was also very pleasantly surprised to find that I had gained some riding strength over my week with the Gazelle. All of the extra hill riding and longer cross town rides made a real difference to my strength level. A few of weeks of being back on my unassisted Bat has not made me wish for an electric hub, but it hasn't made me not want one, either. I really loved how it opened up the City to me in a way I hadn't realized was that closed to me. Not needing as much time to get around made getting things done so much easier. However, all the speed and ease made the slow ride I love harder to achieve and I found myself speeding up the number of things I would put on my to do list in a way that I am not terribly comfortable with (I lived like that for way too long already). However, saying that I find myself missing the speed across town.
I did come away thinking of people I would like to give this bicycle to. My Mom lives in the desert and quite a ride from many of the places she goes to daily. Trying to ride after 9 in the morning can be impossible when the heat starts to kick in. She has found herself on the side of the road needing to be rescued from heat exhaustion a couple of times when she underestimated the weather. Were she to use the maximum setting and not pedal too hard she could ride through the heat with a great deal more comfort than she would find from her normal bicycle or from walking. This would get her out of her car quite a lot. For a parent who needs to get across town quickly to pick up or drop off children this bicycle would be ideal. They would be able to handle the challenge of heavy weight on the bicycle without being slow or tired. For someone who has a very long or hilly commute to a job that requires nicer clothing this would eliminate the need for extra clothes or crowded cross town buses.
So there are a whole bunch of words about an electric assist bicycle I rode for a few days. Would I buy one? Sure, if my general needs were in line with one. If I were still riding 18 miles each way to work or having to go across town to pick up Declan everyday like I was last year I would have to seriously consider something like this. If my knee finally starts to give out like the orthopedist said it will then I am going to be on Soraya's doorstep looking for a little electric assist. You never know.
James found the whole thing terribly funny and let me feel sorry for myself for a few blocks until he pointed out that the woman who had passed me so handily on her damned bicycle was, in fact, not a stronger cyclist than I, per se, simply one that had the benefit of an electric assist! I have been a little obsessed by electric bicycles ever since.
Recently I was asked to test ride a Gazelle with electric assist by Soraya of My Dutch Bike. I jumped at the chance. I didn't have many ideas about what it would be like but I knew I would get some insight into what makes electric bicycles so popular.
There are a lot of technical things that can be said about bicycles. I am not qualified to say anything about any of them. I know nothing about how electric assist hub systems work and I do not know what the one on this bike is called. Those seem like unimportant details in this particular critique. It is enough to say that Gazelle makes a perfectly acceptable bicycle, that I do not like cushy Selle Royale saddles and being very upright is always pleasant.
As soon as I got on it and took off down Market Street I could feel the difference. With the lowest setting engaged, by the second pedal stroke I could feel the hub in the front wheel kick in with just a little bit of help. Not enough to be intrusive, but more than enough to set me at a much faster pace than I would normally experience. It reminded me of being given a gentle push along by a cute boy on a fixie- pleasant and helpful but I am still in control. With higher settings I got more help and my normal level of exertion was sending me flying! I was passing bicycle messengers and lycra roadies and taxi cabs while wearing heels and a skirt and a great big smile because I was making such wonderful progress pedaling at the same level of exertion I always use but actually getting somewhere fast!
Over subsequent days I discovered all kinds of interesting things while riding this electrified Gazelle. If I took my regular routes to get places I found I could cut my travel time by 30% without utilizing a greater level of energy than I usually do (and I didn't have to have the assist on its highest setting to do it). Even better, if I used the highest setting and took the super hilly routes I usually go around I could cut my travel time by 50% and not be any more fatigued than I would be on my Batavus taking the long way around. My knees didn't hurt and neither did my back at the tops of really big hills and starting from a stop with a heavy load was so much easier and less joint jarring. Over the week it was with me I found myself going on errands and to parts of town I have stopped going to because of the fatigue factor (I hadn't consciously decided to stop doing these things, I just stopped going because I didn't want to wear myself out).
One of the most surprising things I found was that I wanted a helmet for the first time in years! When I ride my Batavus I am slow enough that I always have time to react to things. The door zone is not usually much of an issue for me because I have time to look several cars ahead to see where the problems may come from. With the assist engaged I was passing parked cars so much faster that I knew I wouldn't be able to react fast enough if someone opened a door at me and that made me uncomfortable. There was nothing to stop me from slowing down but the easy ability to just zip along constantly crept up on me (riding with the electric hub turned off was unpleasant as there was a lot of resistance from it). The more I was on the bike the less I felt like I should be in the bicycle lane as I was constantly moving in and out of it to pass other riders and was obviously not part of the flow. Riding with others was an exercise in restraint as they would have to strain to keep up with me if I didn't pay attention (I have to admit I kind of liked that because I am usually the one dying to keep the pace). There was no longer any incentive to take the scenic route because I could just get there so much faster.
The reactions of others to the bike was interesting as well. One person I rode with one night was very animated about it when he discovered I was riding an electric assist bicycle. We had just crested an absolute monster of a hill at the end of what for me had been a very long day. I commented that it was so nice to get to the top of the hill and not be exhausted. My friend instantly let me know I was cheating and should only use my own power to get places. I laughed at his vehemence, especially as he had just reached the top of the hill on a fixed gear bicycle I have never tried. He was committed to his way of riding, which was the opposite in some respects of what I was doing. There was some understanding when I told him how surprised I was that I liked it and that not having pain and fatigue was letting me ride so much more than I would otherwise. As long as there was more riding happening it was kind of OK in his eyes.
Walking away from the bicycle I was happy to see that I really enjoyed getting back on my Batavus (it just fits me so well) and not spoiled by my experience in the land of the electrical assist. I was also very pleasantly surprised to find that I had gained some riding strength over my week with the Gazelle. All of the extra hill riding and longer cross town rides made a real difference to my strength level. A few of weeks of being back on my unassisted Bat has not made me wish for an electric hub, but it hasn't made me not want one, either. I really loved how it opened up the City to me in a way I hadn't realized was that closed to me. Not needing as much time to get around made getting things done so much easier. However, all the speed and ease made the slow ride I love harder to achieve and I found myself speeding up the number of things I would put on my to do list in a way that I am not terribly comfortable with (I lived like that for way too long already). However, saying that I find myself missing the speed across town.
I did come away thinking of people I would like to give this bicycle to. My Mom lives in the desert and quite a ride from many of the places she goes to daily. Trying to ride after 9 in the morning can be impossible when the heat starts to kick in. She has found herself on the side of the road needing to be rescued from heat exhaustion a couple of times when she underestimated the weather. Were she to use the maximum setting and not pedal too hard she could ride through the heat with a great deal more comfort than she would find from her normal bicycle or from walking. This would get her out of her car quite a lot. For a parent who needs to get across town quickly to pick up or drop off children this bicycle would be ideal. They would be able to handle the challenge of heavy weight on the bicycle without being slow or tired. For someone who has a very long or hilly commute to a job that requires nicer clothing this would eliminate the need for extra clothes or crowded cross town buses.
So there are a whole bunch of words about an electric assist bicycle I rode for a few days. Would I buy one? Sure, if my general needs were in line with one. If I were still riding 18 miles each way to work or having to go across town to pick up Declan everyday like I was last year I would have to seriously consider something like this. If my knee finally starts to give out like the orthopedist said it will then I am going to be on Soraya's doorstep looking for a little electric assist. You never know.
Monday, February 8, 2010
tu y yo...are looking for the bicis!
so to pick up where we left off the last time: the super cutie pie duo of pilar and dorothy were looking for a bike for pilar in LA.
the last time dorothy discussed types of bikes that are available from beach cruisers to bmxes to 10 speeds tomixtes mountain bikes. pilar decided she wanted to look for a hybrid bici.
so for this time, as they look for bikes, they come across a JAMIS. and i love how they discuss the finer points of language. as in how do you pronounce jamis? pilar, being a (self-described) chilean valley girl, says it would be "HAH-mees," whereas dorothy mentions that if you're in "america" you say "JAY-miss." please, see for yourself.
um, how cute is pilar riding around on those lil comfort bicis? :-D
anywaysssss...
part three has them narrowing things down to pilar's dream first bici at the "walmart of bike shops."
so what bike did pilar choose? i dunno! i don't know if i can find the last episode. sad face.
regardless i wanted to share these videos for a few reasons. one being that these were southern california women of color (for lack of a better term at the moment, but we're working on a better one...stay tuned) interested in looking for bikes and helping others by modeling how to buy a bike if one does not now how/where to start.
chances are if you are reading this blog, most likely you have a bike or know where to start when looking for one. but, sharing the beginning steps i always feel is important in that maybe now that the weather is starting to mellow out, the days are getting longer that maybe you all can grab a friend, someone you never thought would hop on a bike and get them started. maybe they are shy, maybe they are scared, maybe they don't have any money. whatever the case may be, there is always an option by just sharing and starting the conversation.
and to close, i'm going back to dorothy's own words back in the first video i shared with you all:
i don't know about y'all (yah, ahm from texas ok?), but i think those words nicely encapsulate what we are about on this here blog. don't you?
what about y'all? are you doing what you can to get someone you know involved in riding around?
the last time dorothy discussed types of bikes that are available from beach cruisers to bmxes to 10 speeds to
so for this time, as they look for bikes, they come across a JAMIS. and i love how they discuss the finer points of language. as in how do you pronounce jamis? pilar, being a (self-described) chilean valley girl, says it would be "HAH-mees," whereas dorothy mentions that if you're in "america" you say "JAY-miss." please, see for yourself.
um, how cute is pilar riding around on those lil comfort bicis? :-D
anywaysssss...
part three has them narrowing things down to pilar's dream first bici at the "walmart of bike shops."
so what bike did pilar choose? i dunno! i don't know if i can find the last episode. sad face.
regardless i wanted to share these videos for a few reasons. one being that these were southern california women of color (for lack of a better term at the moment, but we're working on a better one...stay tuned) interested in looking for bikes and helping others by modeling how to buy a bike if one does not now how/where to start.
chances are if you are reading this blog, most likely you have a bike or know where to start when looking for one. but, sharing the beginning steps i always feel is important in that maybe now that the weather is starting to mellow out, the days are getting longer that maybe you all can grab a friend, someone you never thought would hop on a bike and get them started. maybe they are shy, maybe they are scared, maybe they don't have any money. whatever the case may be, there is always an option by just sharing and starting the conversation.
and to close, i'm going back to dorothy's own words back in the first video i shared with you all:
i don't have a car ... and i definitely want to show it, not just say it. i'm looking forward to hosting more rides so that not only can people learn how to ride, but also learn about their city. it's nice to hear that people are open to something like a bicycle in los angeles. maybe 5 years ago that would have been really crazy.
i don't know about y'all (yah, ahm from texas ok?), but i think those words nicely encapsulate what we are about on this here blog. don't you?
what about y'all? are you doing what you can to get someone you know involved in riding around?
Thursday, February 4, 2010
bikey times with siteLA
in 2008 quicksilver, the surf clothing company, sponsored 6 female visionaries in residence for a project called siteLA. i followed them online and saw their videos on youtube.
two of the visionaries stood out to me. one, pilar diaz, is a musician i love & knew of her before this project. the other one, dorothy le, is a bicycle advocate. meet her below.
naturally, i was intrigued. and then when i found out the two went on a crusade to find pilar a bike to start riding around LA, i was sold.
here is part one of how to buy a bike with dorothy le.
so even though their 2008 residency is over, their words and actions live on. yay.
parts 2 and 3 of how to buy a bike with dorothy and pilar coming soon :)
two of the visionaries stood out to me. one, pilar diaz, is a musician i love & knew of her before this project. the other one, dorothy le, is a bicycle advocate. meet her below.
naturally, i was intrigued. and then when i found out the two went on a crusade to find pilar a bike to start riding around LA, i was sold.
here is part one of how to buy a bike with dorothy le.
so even though their 2008 residency is over, their words and actions live on. yay.
parts 2 and 3 of how to buy a bike with dorothy and pilar coming soon :)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
