A new year, a new amusing misadventure. Today I joined some cycling buddies for a 45-mile, no-drop New Year ride. I brought my road bike, along with my road shoes with Look Keo cleats -- nothing unusual here.
|Look Keo cleat|
Except that, upon driving nearly an hour to the ride start, I realized that my road bike was still in "commuter" mode, which meant that it had... not Look pedals. Instead, it had these contraptions:
|Not a Look Keo pedal|
So, faced with a choice between sensibly calling it a day and riding 45 cold miles with flexy running shoes on crazy pedals the size of pencils, I... well, I probably don't even need to finish that sentence. Climbing out of the saddle was a little sketchy, because I suspected that, if my foot slipped even a little, I'd impale myself on the pedal spindle or at least crack the hell out of my shin. But what would the new year be without a little comic misadventure? Oy vey. I turned down a buddy's offer to duct tape my feet to the pedals.
It wasn't the swiftest ride I've ever had, nor was it the most, well, stable. But I knocked it out nonetheless, and with it, crossed another "Doh!" moment off of my bucket list. Maybe today I'll do my track workout in cycling shoes.