Crank Brother pedals suck. Last night at the W@W race I had my 2nd encounter with a pedal coming off it’s spindle. Last year it was at a Cranky Monkey race with my Eggbeaters – this time with my Candy pedals. At least I was gorged like last year – a scar that remains on my calf to remind me to get rid of these things.
That said, although I only did one lap in the single speed race, the folks at Potomac Velo were sympathetic to my situation and let me jump in the expert race for free. Luckily, I had brought my road bike with me to work in case of another rain-out at Wakefield – at least I could still get a ride in and last week the Greenbelt race was a go despite the momentary thunderstorms. So with my road shoes strapped on and my speedplays mounted I road off into the proverbial sunset. It was brutally humid and I soon returned to the tropical-like canopy of the Wakefield trails. This time at least I finished and had the company of fellow CBers, Kent, Matt, Joel, and DT to suffer with.
Evan
