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Bowling; Targeting, Arrows and Throwing at the Gutter… and How I FINALLY Got Some PROPER Extra Revs on the Ball

First, if you haven’t noticed, I’ve never referred to myself as “we” unless I was being facetious. This is purposeful because those who refer to themselves as “we” sound downright silly (I have a tough time not laughing when I run into people who do this in a blog post…).

Anyway, I have, since I started delving into bowling on this blog, referred to myself as a rev-challenged bowler (though we don’t have our own affinity group). I am, or at least was, a low-rev guy. Until last two weeks ago, Friday. The cool part in all of this is what changed. It wasn’t much.

I’d had a rough third game on league night. The whole night was difficult, really. My targeting sucked and I struggled getting the ball to the pocket consistently. Now, most of this is mental. I try to be so technically correct when I’m not practicing that I screw up a lot of what works (or, at least, what I’m doing right) in practice.

After the league games, I had some time to stick around with Craig and Noel for an extra game and Noel asked me a question about how to get your hand around the ball to get some extra rotation on it. I explained the concept to him, then offered to try to demonstrate it. I started as I had all night long, though on my second-to-last step, I turned my shoulders slightly, starting at the waist so I was slightly open to the gutter and just before I released the ball, I rotated my hand, slightly, around the edge of the ball while still keeping my wrist cupped… thumb out, pull up hard with the fingers, release… and it was the single prettiest shot I’d ever made with my Brunswick Quantum Evo. It was spectacular and looked a lot like a normal-rev bowler. Nothing near pro, or even the rev-dominant guys in our league, but it was vastly superior to anything I’d thrown before. The pins exploded as the ball tore through the pocket.

I won’t lie, I surprised myself.

I went to that well with every shot I threw in the extra game and threw the easiest 204 in my life. By the end of the game I was shooting at angles I couldn’t have hoped just an hour earlier and have the ball hit the pocket. Into the oil, hit the dry, arc and grab, back in the oil in the roll phase, dead into the pocket. Pins explode. Rinse, repeat.

The key was in unlearning some learned habits that made getting decent revs on the ball impossible. Those habits were created by throwing bowling balls that were too weak and from being a little too physically strong. I had a tendency to throw the ball through the hook phase, and often through the roll phase so it was skidding all but the last 20 feet. The ball would skid forever, then I’d hope it would hook and roll into the pocket in 20′. Bowling with consistency simply doesn’t work like that. Once I bought a new asymmetrical reactive solid bowling ball (Brunswick Quantum Evo Solid), I could throw the ball almost as hard as I wanted and still trust it to hook – and hook early.

Now, because I always threw weak, used up, old bowling balls, I learned to lay up on the ball speed to let it hook. I’d throw it straight between the first and second arrow, letting the ball break toward the pocket. That was my shot for 20 years. That was all I knew, and I got pretty consistent with it. With a bowling ball that digs in and rolls, I had to learn how to change my targeting because throwing it down my old line meant the ball would cut all the way across the head pin. I had to learn how to throw from further right (left handed) and at the gutter in more of an arc, so the ball wouldn’t over-hook, passing the pocket. This was disconcerting at first but I’ve only ever thrown two or three gutter balls – and those were because I missed my mark by a lot.

There was one last piece to the puzzle. If I throw the ball with my shoulders square to the lane, I can’t roll it to my mark consistently – I tend to pull it and miss my mark, over-hooking the head pin. I learned to turn my shoulders ever so slightly so I could open up to the gutter and get the ball to my mark. Throwing at the gutter was hard to come to peace with but once I learned that A) I threw with enough hook that, even if I missed my mark by a few boards, the ball would dig in and hook before it got to the gutter and B) My strike balls were strong enough to rely on to hook, my game turned around and improved rapidly and consistently.

One of those intuitive trainer rides… and a bit of magic

It was wet most of the day at work… well, damp is technically a better word. We had frozen rain for the trip into the office but, thankfully, the roads were too warm to allow the cold rain to wreak havoc. I traveled the entire way at the speed limit without worry or incident.

The temperature rose throughout the day but not by enough to matter. It was 41 when I left the office with a chance rain would skirt to our west. Chucker texted he was heading out at 5. I responded with a hard pass. This was at 4:10. Sitting puddles dotted my driveway and the road… but it was starting to dry out.

I did my bowling release drills in the bike room, both hands, about a half-hour before getting dressed for the trainer. I popped in Dune (2021 – and freaking fantastic if you’re looking for an epic) and tried not to think about what I was missing by riding the trainer. And this is where that little bit of magic happened. I’ve been pleasantly chubby and happy for the last several months and I certainly haven’t been all that motivated to push myself as I normally would. Oh, I’m pushing hard gears and sweating a ton on the trainer, but my heart really hasn’t been into it (admittedly, this isn’t all that bad… completely phoning it in, now that would be bad). In that last fifteen minutes, though, I felt like the Grinch when his heart grew… All of a sudden I felt like I was on board with this season again… even if outdoors riding has been sparse.

After my alarm went off, I dismounted the trainer and looked outside… it was raining again. It was 5:55 and we’d have been stuck out in it. The pass was the right move. Sadly, I had a pretty good idea Chuck was out in it. Call it intuition. He texted me a photo a short while later, mud up his back and wet, but added the commentary that it wasn’t too bad. I was happy to take his word on it and called it good.

And that’ll bring me to an interesting post Saturday morning… something I stumbled on whilst, and at the same time, driving to work. Stay tuned.

The State of Spring Cycling in Michigan… SUCKS

Two weeks ago it looked like we had the bloom of spring on our hands. A couple of days in shorts, a few more on the road bikes with just arm and leg warmers needed. Ah, it was wonderful to be outside again!

Then, after last Sunday’s glorious ride on the tandem with my wife, the weather went into the crapper.

We’ve had snow, rain, cold… and just nastiness in general. What a bummer.

My buddy, Chuck rode outside once or twice last week but he ended up getting soaked – he and his brand new Tarmac SL7. I saw the rain coming and opted to stay home. “Thankful” does not do my mood justice on the decision to skip that excursion.

The rest of the week looks like continued sucky with a chance of suckier. It’s currently 17 and feels like 4. And sadly, that’s in Fahrenheit… translated to Celsius, it’s way below 0… or too damned cold to ride. There’s snow on the ground for God’s sake. Though, on the positive side of things, we are supposed to get a couple of warmer days mid-week. But it’ll be raining both days. Then we go into the freezer again till next week, at which time it does appear that’s the light at the end of the tunnel.

But hey! At least bowling was pretty fun this weekend. #WouldRatherBeRiding.

How long does it take to (re)learn how to properly throw a bowling ball?

I learned how to bowl, I mean really bowl, during a college course. I chose the old style of bowling. Three fingers with a triangle layout, hand holding the ball on the side, arm swing, lift to impart rotational spin which will create a small hook as the ball travels down the lane. Bam. Bob’s your uncle.

That’s how I bowled from 1992 till December of 2021. There were different variations on the theme, of course, but everything changed a few months ago when I committed myself to learn the modern way of throwing a bowling ball. The original plan was to just get new equipment and keep my old college style but YouTube and Brad & Kyle messed that plan up.

I changed one little aspect of my release to start after buying my first brand new bowling ball (ever). Rather than start with my hand on the side of the ball, I started with it behind the ball and I’d rotate my hand to the side at the bottom of the forward swing and get some good rotational spin on the ball. That lasted a few weeks but I was quite inconsistent. I started watching videos from JR Reymond and Brad & Kyle after Googling how to throw a better hook. At first, it seemed too far out of reach for me to pick up the full modern way to throw a bowling ball – there were too many moving parts at the release that made the mechanics of it seem to difficult to bother with.

Then I picked up a stronger ball (in terms of the coverstock – the shell of the ball) that I could trust to hook if I rolled up the back of the ball on oily, slippery lanes. A strong ball grips the lane, even through oil, and I can trust it to hook. With that new revelation, I decided to change fully – and that’s when the serious practice started.

I did practice drills three or four nights a week in the spare bedroom, rolling my ball on the carpeted floor into pillows or an old mattress (the mattress was pretty cool, it actually returned the ball back to me for another throw). The key was learning the timing in getting my thumb out of the ball before my ring and middle fingers. Getting the thumb out early led to the ability to ride up the the back of the ball, putting more revolutions on the ball than I ever could have before, which helped the ball hook that much more.

After a week or two of drills, I started practicing a lot more. I’d go to an alley once or twice a week, in addition to my two league nights, to practice. I learned how to aim with the new release. I learned that I needed different bowling balls for different lanes. I couldn’t use the strong ball on two of my favorite lanes because it would hook too much and too early. Practice, practice, practice…

And now I’m comfortable with the new release. Enough I don’t resort to the old way of throwing a bowling ball and I’ve finally gotten to a point where I’m much more consistent.

All in all, with bowling three or four times a week, plus 15 to 30 minutes of drills in the spare bedroom a few nights a week, I completely changed how I bowled in about four weeks. I went from the way I learned in college to a modern bowling release, then learned how to aim that new release, in a month. The tough part was getting through the rough patch where I struggled with aim, hook and speed – while I was trying to put everything together. It took a lot of patience.

To my fellow bowling enthusiasts, my apologies for being a day late with my bowling post. I was too proud of my Cooter Yoga post to wait. I was laughing too hard to think rationally as I hit the schedule button. Cooter Yoga… now that’s funny.

A Noob’s Guide to Bowling and Building a Three Ball Arsenal (Opposed to Two, Four Or Six) and Reading the Lane from Front to Back Rather Than Side to Side.

I regularly bowl on three different alleys and each is a little different in terms of what is required to get my strike ball to the pocket. There once was a time I only had one or two bowling balls that I’d throw with confidence and I didn’t know what I was missing out on. Both were hand-me-downs that were drilled differently and only one was drilled to fit me. I had no spare ball, just two strike balls and I’d try to hook the ball in to catch my corner spares. I’d miss three to five inside corners per series which translated missing 30 to 50 pins – say the difference between a 550 and a 600 series. That’s a big difference. For the sake of this post, I recommend having at least three different balls drilled with the same finger hole layout using balls that are the same weight. Keep in mind, I am not a high-rev, semi-pro bowler. For those, this post will be woefully inadequate. I am an above average bowler who recently learned how to manage a decent rev rate. With that in mind, let’s get into this arsenal.

So, the first ball in my arsenal is an easy one; the spare ball. Any plastic ball will do. I have a fairly cool but simple Ebonite Maxim that is perfect for the task. I can throw this ball with as much juice on it as I want and it won’t break but a few boards – five max when the lanes dry out. This ball is used to get at the corners, especially the left corner for lefthanders and right corner for righties. A spare ball makes the game infinitely easier.

Next up I want something a little shiny with a reactive or hybrid cover. Think “pearl” or something like the Hammer Scorpion above. Maybe a Hammer Web, Storm Hy Road Pearl, Motiv Fatal Venom or 900 Global Zen. Being a low-rev bowler, I want something that will skid and has got a little snap to it to get back to the pocket… so the Scorpion, with a hybrid reactive cover, made a lot of sense. Depending on the oil pattern, it’ll slide down the lane until it grabs, then it rolls and snaps back to the pocket. It’s an angular bowling ball. If I could only have two balls in my bag, I’d go with the Scorpion and the Maxim.

Fortunately, that isn’t the case because the Scorpion isn’t great in heavy oil.

For my third ball, I chose a strong, reactive covered ball with an asymmetrical core. This ball has a smoother arc of a hook. It doesn’t skid as much as the Hammer Scorpion, so it’s easy to get the ball to the pocket on fresh and heavier oil.

And this is where reading the lane front to back, rather than side to side comes in. Most casual bowlers see the lanes side to side. The pros on TV start way left and throw the ball 17 to 20-mph with a rev rate of 400 to 500 rpm. While that’s great and all, they don’t all roll like that and we don’t, either. Think about it, when you have to start that far left (or right in the case of lefties) just to get the ball to the pocket, you’re handcuffing yourself. You’re almost out of lane when they’re fresh! If, however, you can start closer to the middle of the lane, hook roll it to the 7-10 boards and let it hook into the pocket, you’ve got all kinds of room to move when the lanes burn out.

Another way to look at this is like this; different alleys will vary vastly in how they play. Some simply hook later than others so it’s good to have a strong ball for those lanes that let the ball to skid too far down the lane and another for lanes that allow a ball to hook up and get into the roll early. This is what we’re looking at when we look at the lane lengthwise rather than side to side. How soon does the ball hook up and get into a roll? Once you get your shot down and can control it, it’s quite simple to get a ball for either situation so you’re always prepared.

Now, if you’re going to spend an inordinate amount of money, upwards of $1,000 on bowling balls and bags, then by all means go with six balls and you can hit any kind of scenario. On the other hand, if you’re just out to have a good time and throw some decent scores, get yourself a skidder and a gripper along with a spare ball and call it good. I’ve held a 170 to 185 average for decades with much less.

Sore… More, But Happy! Thank God for Work. I Need a Rest!

After writing my post yesterday in which I lamented feeling “over the hill”, my friend, The Old Man In Lycra offered some prescient advice in the comments section: “I always think ‘over the hill’ is misleading as says there is only one – if you think of it as more of an undulating road with a succession of crests, it makes it easier to accept each hill as it comes. Even at 66 I feel that the final one is far, far in the distance.”

I like that concept of reality much more than I’m on the way down the back side of the only one.

Yesterday, I rode the trainer beside my wife and enjoyed John Wick. We rode late in the morning and, with our Sunday evening league only seven hours away, I decided to take it easy on the bike. I wanted to be able to crush it at the bowling alley as we’re doing quite well in the standings and I was pretty sure I figured my game out after a bunch of changes and I wanted to test the hypothesis.

I’d popped a couple of AdviNol earlier to deal with too much activity and not enough youth over the last few days and rode my trainer with a smile. After, I prepared a nice eggs and bacon breakfast after which we settled down for a couple of episodes of Castle, our new, favorite binge-worthy series.

And a nap. A nice, long, wonderful nap.

After napping, it was re-watching the episode I’d fallen asleep during. My wife had a tough time falling asleep for her nap so she asked for 20 minutes. I watched some Big Bang Theory while she slept. I got dinner ready and we headed out to the bowling alley. I was nervous about being tired after bowling 16 games in the last two days. Warm-ups told me my worry was much ado about nothing. It only took three or four balls and I was throwing comfortably.

We went on to crush our opponents in the first game. I shot a cool 204 but my wife was the bigger story. She was right on my heels and even I got nervous a few times during the game. She finished with a great 171, well above her average. For the second game, I struggled a little bit with the sevens and four/seven’s but I pulled through with a 180 and my wife hit her average at 138. My buddy, Dale found his groove and threw a 176 but it wasn’t enough. The other team took us by five pins.

For the third, I caught fire. So did my wife and Dale. Our normal fourth, Jon, couldn’t make it, so Dale’s brother-in-law subbed for Jon. He was struggling but it was great to have him around. Fortunately, all we needed was his glowing personality because the three of us were killing it. I Jess ended with a 155, Dale with a 198 and I finished with four in a row and a nine to cap it with a 222. Add my three games up and it was a 606 actual. And that, the 600-series, is my goal. When I’m throwing in the 600s, things are going well.

We got home just after 9 and, after washing my balls, and, erm… my wife’s, we turned in for the night.

I slept like a baby and I’m glad to be back at work. I need the rest!

Incidentally, the outdoor cycling season starts in earnest this afternoon. I’m a little more than excited.

So, 51 Sucks… There Isn’t Much I Can Do About That; It’s Better Than Pushing Up Daisies

Friday was a bowling night. I showed up early and threw a few warm-up games. Wait, let me back up. I took Monday off. Went to a concert out of town with my wife Tuesday, so nothing. Wednesday, we slept in and rode the trainers early. My wife had a nail appointment set for the afternoon so I went to the alley we bowl at for our league on Sunday evening for some practice. I threw seven games, I think. Two warm-up and five that “counted”. I averaged a 198 and was exceedingly pleased with that. I needed to figure out how to use my Hammer Scorpion on those lanes to be successful as my reactive solid Brunswick is too much ball. I also wanted too cement the final transformational changes I’d made in how I throw the ball before Friday night’s league. I was successful on both counts.

I rode the trainer Thursday and ran a couple of bowling training drills in the spare bedroom setup I’ve got.

For Friday’s league night, I don’t like riding the trainer beforehand – it just doesn’t seem like a good idea. Okay, now I’m caught up. A few warm-up games, one with my wife who’d had her ball drilled to better fit her fingers before she headed out to spend time with our daughter and our daughter’s boyfriend. Practice was a little sketchy. I was trying to start with the Scorpion but I just couldn’t get it to stop skidding and hook up early enough. I switched to the Brunswick with four frames left in the last game and struck all four.

I started out with the Scorpion for the league games and struggled getting out of the gate. Four frames in, I switched to the stronger Brunswick Quantum Evo and didn’t look back. First game 159, second 204, third 207. Now I know what to do for both venues. Hammer for Sunday night, Brunswick for Friday. I also threw three more games with Noel and Craig after the league – one finding new lines game, then two that counted (224 and a 197)

Saturday morning, my wife had a hair appointment with our daughters in the morning. I rode on the trainer as it was well below my cutoff temperature to ride outdoors (it was 11 F or -12 C). My trainer session was excellent. I rode hard. Now, my wife’s hair appointments with the girls are quite epic. They take hours. So, after my time on the trainer I cleaned up and went out to lunch with my three-ball bowling bag in the car. I chose the Friday night league alley for some more practice at my wife’s suggestion. I wasn’t expecting much, figuring I’d be tired.

I could hardly hold onto the ball for the first game. I had all kinds of problems. Keeping my wrist cupped properly hurt, my fingers weren’t working very well, my hip hurt above my plant leg… I felt old. I didn’t count my first game. I couldn’t get warmed up, either. I told myself I’d throw a second and if I didn’t ease into being comfortable, I’d go home. Mid-way through, I loosened up. I didn’t count that game. By the end, I was throwing the ball like I should and I started sliding a little earlier with my plant leg, which took some pressure off the hip. I threw a 180, a 214, a messy 168, followed by a fully dialed in 232 and finally a 189. I was tired with the 189, finishing with a 197 average. I headed home and pulled in the driveway just 30 seconds before my wife. I took an AdviNol (aka TyleVil) and laid down on the couch with my wife for a most-excellent nap.

This morning, it’s cold again and we’ve got snow coming (worst early spring I can remember, but that changes next week). I’ll ride the trainer beside my wife and then we’ve got our Sunday night league tonight. I woke up sore after having slept in well past 5am (an enjoyable rarity). I feel old… and that’s meant in the “physical” meaning of “feel”, not the emotional. On the emotional level, I’m honestly sad that I feel this way. There once was a time I could do anything I wanted and I’d be healed up for the next day. I’m more active than most, especially with tennis season coming up.

I can’t get over the nagging thought I might be over the hill. For real. I’m an active over the hill, sure, but… I can’t help but wonder…

All of the New Gear, Hard Work and Practice FINALLY Paid Off On Friday Night…

So, a lot’s happened in bowling this last week. My changeover from decent but inconsistent bowler with poorly fitting, old hand-me-down equipment to properly fitted, well-equipped and consistent has finally begun to be a little more like fun and less like work. In the last two months I’ve changed everything about how I got the ball down the lane for the last two decades and some change. It may not have been great timing but it was worth it.

We were playing a great team last night, against one of my favorite guys in the whole world and his daughter. He is a longtime $#!+ talker and his daughter is just as hilarious… and I started in on them during the practice session. She throws a backup ball right on my line (a backup ball is a righthanded bowler who bowls from the left side with a reverse hook – it backs in to the pocket) so I said, “Oh, I forgot you throw a backup ball right on my line! I’m gonna burn that shit up all night long.” Christine rose to the challenge and her dad, Keno started laughing. He warned me that I’d messed up and gotten her fired up early. I started the evening with my Hammer Scorpion, figuring I’d switch to the Brunswick Quantum Evo when the left edge started to burn up. I struggled all game to get the ball to the pocket.

I ended the tenth with an open and a 159. Christine kicked my ass game and let me have it as she walked by after her last ball. One of the dangers of talking $#!+. Then Keno let me have it as we picked up our balls to start the second game. I picked up the Quantum Evo Solid. I struggled for the first couple of frames but had it figured out in the fourth with a spare. Then I went on a tear. Four strikes in a row, a spare and another strike or two in the tenth. I ended up with a 204. I could return the talking of smack.

The next game was more of the same, though I had a few spares to clean up. I finished the last game with a flourish in the ninth and tenth for a solid 207. Most important, I didn’t feel like I was struggling through either of the last two games.

Noel and Craig stuck around and we threw another few games… all three for a buck but the last two were really competitive. The first was just messing around with new lines with the lanes burnt, but the next two turned into a fun test. I put away messing around trying to test different lines with the Scorpion and went back to the Quantum Evo. I threw a 223 and a 197. Averaging all of my games out last night, I ended up with a 198. Exactly where I hoped to be.

I do love the bowling.

Oh, and I’ve been getting my trainer time in though I’ve forgotten to post the workouts on Strava. The weather breaks next week and I’m ready for cycling season to start!

Improving Your Bowling Average from the Low 100s to the Low 200s: The Hammer Scorpion, A Great Low Rev Strong Hook Ball

I am what we call a “rev-challenged” or low-rev bowler – mainly because I haven’t worked out the timing of the little yo-yo snap at the bottom of my swing, but partly because I don’t think all of that is necessary. The key isn’t revving the $#!+ out of the ball, it’s getting it to the pocket consistently, and it would be great if we could get there without requiring a surgery at some point down the road.

I’ve got one strong hook ball and one weak ball in my arsenal, a reactive covered, asymmetrical cored ball for heavy oil and my Hammer Scorpion, for medium to heavy oil. I’ve been partial to Hammer bowling balls for a lot of years and when I went into the pro shop looking for a new ball, Hammer was what I asked for and the Scorpion was what was recommended.

I ordered it based solely on the pro’s recommendation and did my research later. It seemed to be the right fit for me.

My first time rolling the ball was on a burnt lane and I was way right (I’m left handed) and thought I might have bought too much ball. I found out the next league night on fresh oil that I had been mistaken. In the hands of a low-rev bowler, this ball is meant for the edges and toward the center 12 or 13 boards of a house oil pattern. If a low-rev bowler goes further toward the center, it won’t come back. It’ll get bogged down and slide too far in the heavy mid-lane oil. This will be a little different for righthanders as they will experience more traffic than we lefties.

What I mean by “weak” and “strong”.

The Scorpion is what they call a “weak ball” even though it hooks like a freaking… well, scorpion’s tail. Weak and strong refer to how soon the ball will hook in oil. Don’t think of this side-to-side, think of the lane length-wise. The Hammer Scorpion, with it’s slightly polished finish, slides in heavy oil, especially for a rev-challenged bowler. My asymmetrical reactive ball grips a lot harder in the oil – it starts to hook and roll much sooner because of the coverstock and the finish of the ball. With more surface, the Scorpion would hook sooner and that’s not necessarily a good thing for a low-rev bowler. The Quantum Evo (above) definitely has its place in my bag but the Hammer Scorpion is my go-to ball. Because it slides down the lane in the oil, it saves its energy for getting back to the pocket in the roll phase after the skid and hook phases. The Hammer has that “whip/snap” hook at the end where the Quantum Evo is more of a smooth hook because it digs in a lot earlier. In fact, after I’ve burned the oil up with the Scorpion and start hooking through the headpin, that’s when I switch to the stronger Quantum Evo (usually 1-1/2 to 2 games in).

So, to wrap this post up, if you’re a rev-challenged bowler like me, the Scorpion by Hammer is a great ball to get to the pocket. I love mine.

Outside At Last; My Happiest Day of 2022

Yesterday was a gorgeous day. A little on the chilly side as it was just above freezing until I left the office in the early afternoon. It was beautifully sunny, though.

I took a little nap after work and headed out early for the bowling alley and a few practice games before our league. Practice went well but I didn’t help out much for the league matches. Still, we did take 4 of 7 points on position night where we rolled off against the team one point ahead of us.

I stayed after for just one practice game with the fellas… we’d finished league play surprisingly early but my daughter was over at a friend’s house so my wife and I would have some alone time. I had to get things worked out, though, or I’d never sleep well. And worked out, they were. I finally learned how to get proper revs on my strong ball and get it through the oil and into the pocket. More on that next Friday, but for now, it was amazing. I shot a cool, easy 204.

The first time 200 was ever easy for me.

And that gets us to March 5th, Saturday. The weather is currently perfect for a bike ride with one exception; it’s cold. The sun isn’t up yet, though, and it will be in an hour or so. And then it starts warming up. I’m riding with a few friends and my wife at 1 and it’ll be 50 and sunny when we roll, a 99% chance of great weather (that’s 10 C in Moose Latin). Oh, this is still Michigan, so it’ll be on the breezy side, but 10 C or 50 F and rising? They don’t make early March days any better this far north.

And so I’ve got the Trek’s proper back wheel on (in lieu of the trainer wheel) and the chain lubed. The bike’s ready to go… the only question is, should I take the Venge! It’s a little early for the good bike, but oh so tempting.

Anyway, the 2022 outdoor cycling season starts today with a no-drop jaunt around our favorite “Tuesday Night In Lennon” roads. I know more than a few friends are going to show.