When spring has fully sprung, more and more cyclists hit the road. Most of us have been riding all winter, but admittedly, there are those who prefer to ski or soak up more coffee over the cold, stormy, snowy, winter months. Difficult to understand for the truly dedicated, but it’s true.
Now that the weather, mostly, has settled down to a more calm state, with longer days and more acceptable temperatures, riders of all levels are out pedaling in greater numbers.
This can only be a good thing. More bikes is always good. Especially for those of us who are of a chronologically enhanced state (pretty good term, yes?), exercise has a boatload of bennies.
What also happens this time of year is this: the pro tours take off in earnest, and various festivals across the nation start shaping up.
In the US, the Amgen Tour of California is currently heading towards a show down on Mt. Baldy in the southern part of the state. Pro teams split their riders between the Giro d’Italia and the Amgen, providing the continental pro effort a huge lift in the world cycling club arena.
Some of the riders and clubs choose the Amgen over the rather grueling Giro so they’ll have more recoup time before the Tour–that one they have in France each July.
Something else you might notice on your rides is this. You’re likely to see a wide spectrum of tanned legs and legs that are still the color of fresh snow. Be careful in assuming that the white legged folks are easy prey in a weekend ride.
Where I live, which is in the mountains of northern California, long pants and leg warmers are still necessary, as they are in other parts of the country. My legs haven’t seen the sun since last October. I have, however, ridden all winter.
This is not to say that I can drop anyone on a climb, or out sprint someone to the finish line. I don’t race, so that’s not going to happen anyway. Assuming that I’ve been on the couch all winter will not result in your being able to lose me very easily.
That could be a bit of a surprise on a friendly club ride, or a chance meeting on the road somewhere.
There is also the issue of sunscreen, which I use by the gallon when the sun is shinning and the temps go up. I’ve already had a bout with skin cancer, so I cover up or slather on the sun screen if it’s too warm.
I’ve long ago gotten over the blinding reflection off my body when the sun shines. I just don’t care anymore. I’ve made it this far, and I intend to go farther still. In all things, skin color just doesn’t matter.
Ride on! Have a great lead up to Memorial Day!
You just can’t judge a rider by the tan line, at least not if you don’t like being dropped by the white legged ones.





