I reported in 2012 that one of my favorite bike shops (Sprockets on Mission Street in Santa Cruz) had closed without any fanfare, and a couple of months later that they had reopened under new ownership.
Unfortunately, they seem to have gone out of business again—my wife went there on Monday to get a new floor pump for the soda-bottle rockets, and they weren’t there. I don’t know the reason, but I suspect that they were not moving enough product to make their payroll—bike shops are a tough business, and there are two others within 0.7 miles on Mission Street, as well as one downtown (about a mile away). That doesn’t count the two (or is it three) on the Eastside, just a mile further away, nor the one near the beach, about a mile away.
The City of Santa Cruz can support 7 or 8 bike shops, but only marginally—it is more a labor of love than a profitable business enterprise. (Note: one bike shop per 7,000–8,000 residents is a high concentration for the US. There were supposedly only 3790 specialty bike shops in the USA in 2015 [http://www.statista.com/statistics/215249/number-of-speciality-bicycle-retail-locations-in-the-us/], which is a ratio of one shop per 84,000 people. So Santa Cruz is still doing at least 10 times better than the US as a whole.
It will be annoying to have to walk 0.6 miles instead of 0.4 miles to the nearest bike shop, but not a major hardship. I just hope that the circumstances are not as dire as the previous closure of Sprockets (one of the co-owners died and the other decided not to continue the shop without her).
This post is yet another weight progress report, continuing the previous one. I’m doing a little better this month, going above my target range for only 5 days:
Weight is still hovering around the upper end of my self-selected target range.
April saw a gradual decrease in weight, followed by a large upward spike at the end of the month.
The large upward spike corresponded to a 4-day trip to Illinois for a family wedding and a 90th birthday celebration for my dad. His birthday was months ago, but travel to Colorado in mid-winter is a difficult, so we moved the celebration to the same weekend as his granddaughter’s wedding, so that we could get everyone to come.
My exercise for April was good (averaging 4.72 miles/day bicycling), despite the trip to Illinois and having had a bad cold for the last week (flying with a bad cold is no fun).
This post is yet another weight progress report, continuing the previous one. I’m doing a little better this month, ging above my target range for only 6 days:
I’ve been fluctuating around the top of my target range, when I’d rather be in the middle of it (about 3–4 lbs less than my current weight).
My exercise for March was a bit low (averaging just under 4.1 miles/day bicycling), but I was good about my raw-fruits-and-vegetables-for-lunch diet during the week, and did not indulge too much in sweets (except for the week of Spring break, when my son was home so we had ice cream and sorbetto in the freezer!).
This post is yet another weight progress report, continuing the previous one. I’m doing even worse this month than before, remaining in my target range for only 9 out of 29 days.
My exercise for February was fairly high (averaging 5 miles/day bicycling), and I was good about my raw-fruits-and-vegetables-for-lunch diet during the week, but I ate too much at my evening meals and on weekends. I now want to lose 6 pounds, which, even with the strict discipline I had last year at this time, would take me 6 weeks.
This post continues the series of weight progress reports from the previous one. Even after I adjusted my target weight range, to gradually relax the upper limit and allow it to increase at 0.6 lbs a year, I’ve still fallen outside the target range several times this month.
At the end of the month, I barely made it into my target range, and I still want to lose about 3 pounds.
My exercise for January was fairly high (averaging 4.9 miles/day bicycling), and I was pretty good about my raw-fruits-and-vegetables-for-lunch diet. But there were several faculty recruiting and grad student recruiting dinners, at which I ate too much high-calorie food. There are still three more faculty recruiting dinners in February, so I’ll need to watch myself.
If I could bring back the strict discipline I had last year at this time, I could lose the remaining three pounds in three weeks, but it is hard for me to stop snacking and to leave the supper table before I feel full—I did it for 5 months last year, but I’m finding it more difficult this year.