Facebook reminded me of an anniversary the other day.
My personal myopic world of bike cycling is terribly inbred. I told Fat Cyclist in a podcast interview the other night (it will drop soon'ish) that the sad part about "industry" trade shows like Interbike or the Taipei International Cycle Show is that there is very little new stuff coming out in the world of single speeding, especially rigid single speeding. My ability to stay interested in any topic regarding gears or full suspension is waning at a fascinating rate. I used to want to keep up with things, just in case I wanted to dabble, but the pointlessness of the whole endeavor is more apparent than ever. I can't even click on a link over on Pink Bike to read about a new slopestyle bike, let alone peruse the minutia regarding the improvements on this year's Trek Madone over last year's (lighter you say?) on Bike Radar. If I'm reading anything at all like that, it's only so I can make fun of it on FaceBook.
I assume at some point, I'll come full circle on all this. I'll get too old to ride the kinds of bikes that are nearest and dearest to me (as evidenced by the keepers VS the one night stands). Gears and full suspension might become necessary. A road bike might be the only way I can keep the pedals turning and stave off death by boredom.
But until then... yeah.
The quest for the perfect single speed goes on. Until it breaks me. Which it might.
Maybe when they make a Garmin that isn't the size of an iPad Mini but lasts fifteen hours, makes the data simple enough to understand that a toddler can explain it to me, and is as easy to operate as an Atari 2600 joystick.
And that's all I need.