Shifting is perhaps the most pure expression of our art as Velominati. It is the conduit through which we control our cadence; it effects our power, our breathing, our heart rate. When those essential things come together with the rhythm of the road, we are cast in the spell of La Volupte. The more in-tune with our bodies we become, the more we rely on our shifting to keep our legs in perfect harmony with our bodies. Our shifts must be smooth, crisp, and precise, for any disruption to the rhythm may cause the spell to be broken.
The advent of index-shifting and contoured cogs have simplified the mechanics of the perfect shift, but they have not eliminated the artform. A finely-tuned drivetrain is essential, but is only one piece of the whole. Timing is critical: the shift must be delivered at the precise moment in the stroke when the chain is perfectly loaded to jump silently from one cog to the next. Shifting under too much pressure or at the wrong point can result in delayed, noisy, or rough shifts, disrupting our rhythm and ripping us from La Volupte.
We do not mediate on the shift and we do not look down at our gears; the shift is something we must feel. We must not be overly cerebral – instead, we read the signals from our body and the machine and sense the time to shift and react. Over time, we also learn to sense when we are approaching the limits of the block and execute the double-shift to avoid crossing the chain. We do not look down.
These subtleties cannot be taught; they are artifacts of experience – evidence that the disciple has become one with the machine.
Disclaimer: The “Don’t Look Down” principle does not apply to Lando situations where we repeatedly push the right shifter while pedaling squares up some unholy gradient in the stubborn refusal to accept that we are indeed already in the lowest gear. Under these circumstances, it doesn’t hurt to give the gears a stern look in an effort to intimidate them into spawning a few more teeth on those biggest cogs.
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@G'phant
I'm late on the matter but I'm sorry to hear that. Get well soon!
@G'phant
Trust your healing well and I would bet all have done similar at one time or another - I was just lucky and did not get hurt but the bike was a mess.
Very much second your thoughts on our Christchurch brethren, hoping that the folks from there we know on these pages are safe.
@G'phant
Sorry to hear that mate. I prescribe large doses of your favourite sparkling, amber, rehydration beverage. Though it always seems to work better as a preventative medicine, I'm sure there must be healing properties also....
@G'phant
Hang in there, Noddy. Best wishes for a speedy recovery and return to the road.
Have our Kiwis checked in yet (it's morning in Texas)? I thought about y'all as soon as I heard the news from Christchurch. Good luck, and God bless.
On behalf of the Keepers and everyone in the community at Velominati, our thoughts are with the people of Christchurch.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-pacific-12540345
One of the things that I miss about non-indexed shifting is the beauty of the "overshift". When one is truly in sync with their machine they knew the precise amount of overshift needed to have the chain jump smoothly up to the next cog as you deftly push the shift lever back a little to have the chain and derailleur fall into precise noise free alignment.
If there is one thing that drives me nuts is sitting in a paceline behind some yahoo that has some front derailleur rub going on or when they have attempted a shift and don't realize that things are going awry on the cogset and they are making all kinds of noise back there.
Thanks, all, for your thoughts re the shoulder and, far more importantly, the folk in Christchurch.
Ah, that photo is sublime. Good one to stare at while on the rollers.
@all
All good here in Wellington (although I can't help but wonder if and when our oft-predicted 'Big One' could hit). Although not directly affected it's funny how these events have a way of connecting you to them; I had an earthquake refugee staying at my place last night, unable to get a flight back at almost the exact time the quake hit. My flatmate's friend's partner was in Wellington for an interview, his partner and 8 day old baby back in ChCh. Both are safe, the new bub slept through it, but narrowly avoided a falling TV and cabinet that landed next to her crib. Understandably he was anxious to get a flight out this morning.