Dirtying my hands

A while back, I mentioned my relationship with Elephant Bikes. I do stuff for Glen. In trade, he does stuff. One of the stuffs he does is fix my bikes. Which is sweet.

Every now and then though, I have to do my own maintenance. Like tonight. Oh the horror.

I've pretty much been mostly on the Legolas for the last couple months. I've lubed the chain a couple times, but I've not done anything else.

So after riding through a bit of snow and ice and rain and then some mud a couple weeks later, I wasn't that surprised to find that shifting into the smaller cogs is rather sluggish.

Tonight, I blew out the housing at the rear derailleur, piped some T9 in there, and cleaned off the crusted mud along the length of the shift cable. There was a lot of mud caked on, in, and around the cable and surrounding crevices.

Given the warmish weather, I just might hose the bike down after tomorrow's ride.

Wow. Cleary, the well o' blog content is frighteningly low. I just posted about lubing a cable housing. Sorry about that. But all I want to blog about is heart rate stuff, and I find that sort of freakish. So I'm resisting that urge. For now.