About a month ago, you may recall, I was just pulling out for a nice time trial ride on a Saturday morning, and when I pushed the button on my bike computer to reset it for the ride, and to my surprise, it leaped off the computer mount, bounced off the road, hit my wheel, skipped on the asphalt a few more times and bounced right into a canal. After making sure I could see it and it wasn’t going anywhere, I turned around and zoomed home for a swimsuit so I could fish it out of the four or five-foot-deep water (did I mention it was freezing cold?).
The computer looked like it was working fine, so I kept using it. I figured they made those things durable, and it’s not like it’s never been through a rainstorm before, so it was probably waterproof.
A few days ago, I pushed the button to get it to start timing my ride when it … did absolutely nothing. "Okay, so the button’s busted; no problem," I thought. No, despite my masculinity, I’m not much of a handyman, let alone an electronics guy, so I couldn’t figure out how to get it working again. Still, I figured I’d be able to use it to at least tell me how fast I was going, even if the other features weren’t working.
That’s what I figured anyway.
But then today, when I went for an uphill ride that usually gets me down to 10-15 mph, the speedometer registered about a 31-32 mph speed. Wow. I must be doing something right.
I think I found a more durable replacement computer for even less than this one cost on eBay. But I’m thinking I’ll probably wait until Christmas so I can recommend that item as a Christmas gift for a family member or something. Trouble is, that means a few months of having no clue how fast I’m riding. I have a feeling that could compromise training a little.
On the other hand, maybe it’s good that I don’t know how fast I’m going. After all, it’s tough to get disappointed in yourself when you have no idea how you’re doing, right?