Cycling (Road) 1:00:00 [2]
weight:163lbs (injured)
Found the right route through U-city. Was surprised it was that much longer. I would have expected 57-58 minutes, not that it matters.
Really nice morning and highs are only supposed to be in the 80's today. Woohoo!
Cycling (Road) 3:17:00 [3]
(injured)
Crossed the Mississippi on the Eads Bridge. I was surprised to see a "share the road" sign on the bridge - I thought you had to ride on the sidewalk. Anyway, I had already committed to the sidewalk and that does seem the safer way to cross as there are hardly ever any walkers and always plenty of cars. Once in Illinois, I headed north on the levy road. I hadn't been able to tell from the aerials on google maps if this road was any good, or even if it was accessible. You'd have to be someone who's pretty tolerant of bad road conditions to even consider it - the entrance is strewn with rocks and has a nasty RR crossing. As I am such a person, I pushed on, hoping it would change to crushed gravel once up on the levy. Sort of, but not really, and the parts that didn't have big rocks had really big potholes in the dirt. While I did get some satisfaction out of clearing a 6" log without dabbing, even I had to concede that this was not the right venue for a road bike and bailed out to Route 3 at the McKinley bridge.
As much as the levy road was a disappointment, Route 3 was a pleasant surprise. Probably the sort of road that even Peter Gagarin might like. Light traffic, smooth pavement, and a wide shoulder. Of course, he's pretty tough to please, so he'd probably complain about the complete lack of scenery, the exposure to a rather stiff headwind, and the fact that what traffic there was was really big trucks. But, this is Illinois, those things are true of just about every road.
Anyway, I got up to the Chain of Rocks bridge and crossed back over to the Missouri side at 70 minutes, which is only 15 minutes longer than it takes if I take the River Trail all the way up the west bank. That's a good thing because about this time it dawned on me that I had forgotton to add 20 minutes to the expected ride time because my destination wasn't home, but Longview Farms where mama and Baby-O were going to meet me at a birthday party for one of Baby-O's freinds.
That meant big-ringing it across north county on Dunn, then down Hanley and a bunch of side streets, finally winding up on Ladue to Mason. The low-80's forcast turned out to be wildly optimistic, so I had to stop at a QT to get some gatorade from the fountain. My 30-minute late arrival was regarded with indifference by all but one of the dozen children there, but the one stopped what she was doing and squealed "Daddy!" in such a way that I truly think she feels I'm doing her a favor whenever I show up somewhere. I think I ought to start taking these obligations a bit more seriously before she catches on that I'm blowing her off.