I have a new found respect for mountain bikers and cyclecross riders. I spent over an hour today cleaning my bike after having ridden it for a couple of hours through scattered patches of melting ice, snow, and slush. And after all that, I still see areas I missed.
To be sure, this undertaking was motivated in part by my own silly obsession with wanting my bike to look pretty. But it also has to do with proper maintenance, keeping everything in good running order for as long as possible. So it’s something that just has to be done, and all the more so after riding through nastiness. So hats off to those girls and boys that get their bikes cruddy on a regular basis, even on the nicest of days. Because they have to go through this cleaning ritual all the time. That’s just nuts.