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A Legend Looking Shaky


 If any on e asks, I'd say the gap in my training routine over the past 2 weeks was due to the weather.  But that would be a convenient truth.  The reality ours that my arse got sore after my pre- flood ride. I found an ache in bones that i never knew I had,  and it out me of repeating that experience.   

   In the meantime I read "An Unlikely Bicycle Tourist" by Stephen Peel and realised two things; I had no problems,  and I had a solution.  How's that for a contradiction? Well,  I'd you get to read the ebook,  you'll quickly learn that SP  weighed 350lb. and during his journey across France,  Spain,  Italy,  Greece,  Turkey, India and SE Asia he was beset by sale soreness.  No ordinary soreness,  but chronic "bleeding from the arse"! So,  yeh,  I reckon I'm a wimp ... but he found a solution in a gel seat. By the way; Id highly recommend the read.  

  SP was quite popular on social media by the time he got to Asia and he was well funded,  so he thought nothing off paying of paying hundreds for a Selle brand saddle. But not this little black duck. But like SP I'll be ditching the Brooks sale,  and tonight I fitted a $30 Big W "Diamondback" gel saddle. It was dark when i fitted it up so it hadn't been kissed b by my delicate butt, but it will soon and i will join the growing numbers of cyclists ditching their "legendary" Brooks saddle  

   Stay tuned...

   My other solution was to buy a recumbent trike.  That may happen eventually but I may have saved $4170 dollars.  

 


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