I was previously wrong to say fatbikes aren't ideal for commuting. I stand by the fact that my 700x42 nokians are better in the slushy mix left behind by cars, but I was also clearly wrong and it's obvious to me now.
I work in the tallest building WAY down there in some of those pictures.
Riding from Fat Willy's at 9 am each day. Routes are as below:
Day 1: This is a link as wellfood/rest potential at mile 27 (Chatfield), 49 (Dover Road Trip bar and grille), 56 (Kwik Trip) and Fat Willy's at 71. I'm thinking gas station at 27, soup at 49 Many ways to shortcut home if needed. This has some real climbing in the middle.
Day 2: LinkBombing through the city for first 10 or so, THE HUDDLE at mile 39ish, Kwik Trip in Eyota at 52, Fat Willy's at the end. I plan on lunch at Huddle, Lunch at Fat Willy's.
Hope to see you. There are some spots left to stay at my house overnight Saturday. I'm assuming many will make one day or the other. Locals feel free to meet up en route or cut off early etc..
I had some nasty symptoms and some nagging symptoms. I wasn't able to ride much for a really long time. I couldn't even ride to work, but was still trying to race cyclocross. I would get a ride to work from Kim with my bike on the roof and just hope that after work I'd feel well enough to ride it home... but then be forced to call for a ride after spending hours on the toilet. And this all took place right in the middle of my favorite part of my racing calendar. Over the last two months I've been tested for everything from a thyroid disorder to ulcerative colitis to HIV. They tested my heart. I told them that if my heart was degenerating fast enough that it could explain my symptoms that they may as well not test it, that I was going to die... they insisted.
They never found anything. At this point I'm done with it. I've said that a through times throughout this process. Tried to flip a switch mentally and just GET BETTER, but this time I am done. My stomach has calmed down to a great degree. I've been able to ride the last two days with a more or less linear relationship between my effort level and how my body feels.