THAT SQUEAK

THE FINAL HOUR OF SO of yesterdays gravel jaunt, left me wondering. As we rolled along, I could here an ever so feint squeak...

... how many watts was that robbing me of?

I'm glad I didn't notice on the 52 minute climb...

• they're getting away
• I don't have a chance
• it's impossible for me to keep up

... that kind of thing can suck the life right of me.

I'll figure it out tomorrow.

But, here's the thing...

... if there is one thing squeaking, all moving parts need some love.