Cyclogs has an interesting take on Internet willy waving. As you log daily mileage, your progress (or otherwise) is tracked on a leader board against other members. Itâ€™s free, simple to use and annoyingly addictive. As membership increases, your own personal standing falls so Iâ€™ve plummeted from the vertigo inducing heights of the top 15 to a more realistic mid 50s placing.
There were four riders within two miles of my total and weâ€™re leapfrogging each other most days. One guy though has left the gravitational pull of our cluster and is accelerating outwards to the top 30s with suspicious velocity.
Surely heâ€™s not cheating? I mean what is the point? Any shallower and peopleâ€™d mistake him for a teaspoon. I adopted a lofty moral position stationed firmly on high ground for at least a couple of days before being driven to action.
I emailed the fella asking what his route was. Then I checked it with three mapping programs and â€“ in desperation â€“ some string and a ruler. Still convinced that his distances are mendacious works of fiction, Iâ€™m considering requesting an OS overfly. Some friends have told me this smacks of obsessive behaviour â€“ whatâ€™s wrong with these people? Everyone â€“ except me of course â€“ is so weird nowadays.
Oh and my London commuter singlespeed cross dressing jump bike has developed a creak somewhere in the transmission area. Iâ€™ve tried tightening up the cranks and ignoring it. But itâ€™s getting worse. Iâ€™m wondering if completely catastrophic failure will soon insert itself painfully into my journey to work