Eddington Numbers

2017 – In process

Moved somewhere else and doing much better. A ton of gravel racing, lots of MTB racing and lots of distance riding. 15 rides over 5 hours so far and have a bunch more I want to do. A great year.

2017 In Progress

2017 In Progress 2

2016 – 48

Throw away year. Didn’t like where I was living and riding and struggled all year. Only did 5 rides over 5 hours hardly any exploring, forgettable races.


2016 2

2015 – 51

I get into gravel and then longer distance riding. Lots of exploring, flying late into the night down the Silver Comet. Reading a lot of Bicycle Quarterly. First 200k and almost 150 mile ride.


2015 2

2014 – 46

Still mainly race focused. Some track, road, mountain and alleycat races. A few more long distance rides, especially some centuries incorporating the Dunwoody cycling Saturday rides.


2014 2

2013 – 48

Mainly racing and I lived somewhere with less elevation/mile so it was easier to ride further for the same amount of time. Very few long rides, some fixed gear rides and a little mountain biking.


2013 2

All the bikes I need

1. Allroad bike, Diamondback Haanjo Comp. This is my bike, I ride it the most and it’s the only bike equipped for rain and carrying things. It could be better at both those things but my tastes and use-case were still evolving when I bought it so some of the things are a little kludge-y but they work fine and it’s fun to ride. Handles up to moderate/severe gravel just fine on 32s balloned out to 36/37s on 28mm rims. Fast as I need on the road, comfortable but a little stiff sometimes. I can ride for 10 hours and have nothing but slightly sore and tired legs.

img_0556-12. Mountain bike, Raleigh Tekoa Comp.  For me, mountain bike racing is the ultimate experience. The speed is addictive and the mental skills needed to perform well add endless depth to an intrinsically enjoyable activity.  My raleigh is a dyed-in-the-wool racing bike. Just stiff enough, just enough clearance and speed speed speed. I’ll keep riding it until the frame fails.IL7YmGnmaaOE-k-85zgNo3qw8ZrjG8EBWD5qoAKoXc0-2048x1536

3. Allgravel bike, Charge Hi-29er. A portion of the gravel races in Georgia and near-Georgia grew out of mountain bike races and often feature 50/50 singletrack/gravel with significant elevation changes. A mountain bike is a blast on singletrack but kind of a drag on gravel. A drop-bar mountainbike is a blast on both! This is the racer I ride for things like Southern Cross, Big Frog 65, Fools Gold, etc. Anytime there’s gravel and lots of descending this bike excels. I think the fork is shot but it’s still workable for now. Steel frame and 29″ wheels are great, the bike reminds me of those Russian racing trucks. It takes a lot of horsepower to stay on top of it but the reward is extreme capability and ridiculous descending speed.img_0016-1

4. Gravel road bike, Soma Double Cross Disc. For those flatter and smoother gravel races. This bike fits in perfectly on a fast, tight paceline roaring over dusty gravel roads. Lots of planing with the frame and square taper cranks/bb, sometimes it feels like the bike is just pedaling itself. This bike is getting flared drops for the next season, should make a really good bike even better.snapseed

Those “one bike” guys

I saw this thread over at paceline and had a laugh.


It’s funny but it made me think of how someone with a dozen of the same bike will never proselytize how great it is – whereas the guy with one bike will always let you know. I’ve been on more than one group ride where someone’s mentioned unprompted “oh this is my only bike” and I always wonder what response they expect?

Condescending articles about only having a single bike are a staple bike blog rotational and they’re never very good. If the byline doesn’t say “Jobst Brandt” no one cares that you only have one bike.

Having one bike kinda sucks anyway. It usually means someone is only interested in one form of cycling.  Instead it’s wrapped up in this rebellious take on modern conspicuous consumption while simultaneously trying to crib some status from the minimalist movement. If they’re not in it for the paycheck, or Japanese, most of those minimalism guys are fighting some form of mild mental illness. It’s not 600 hours riding a bike per year or anything but it’s there for sure.

Anyway, some dude was telling me about his one bike after a group ride while changing to get into his Volvo and drive back home. I had to ride my bike back to my apartment so I left without hearing what his point was but it seemed like it was going to be kind of thin at the time.

This whole post is just an exercise in nostalgia wrapped in post-modern angst. I loved only having one bike, because I didn’t know any better. I spent around $700 and several dozen hours tracking down used parts, stripping paint, waiting for cheap spray paint to dry, fixing stupid installation errors and all sorts of other beginner mistakes to end up with a converted fixed gear hung with bottom of the barrel parts. Which I then road the fuck out of until I cracked the bottom bracket jumping over a curb at 22 miles an hour during an alleycat race in Jacksonville. I didn’t even notice at the time and went on to finish the race pretty respectably and had an absolute blast.

I didn’t have a job or any other money so this was my bike and my only bike for a long time. It was an awesome bike. How did it handle? I don’t know like a bike I guess. Did it plane? I didn’t know what that was. How much trail did it have? I don’t know the catalog scan I found didn’t say and I didn’t know anything about trail anyway. How much did it weigh? I don’t know but it was lighter than the touring bike I rode previously.

All I knew was that I could get on it everyday and just pedal and pedal. Everything worked and it was fun to ride and all I needed to do was oil the chain every now and again. It didn’t have fenders so when it rained I’d hang out with my mom or my girlfriend or my siblings. It was kinda a drag to do a lot of climbing so I’d route flat routes around Gwinnett county into the country where I could ride for hours without seeing a car.

One time I rode a century from my house in Lawrenceville to the outskirts of Athens. That was a lot of fun. Oh and another time I won this alleycat race in Atlanta. 2012 peachtree bash, I just remember absolute speed. Everything a blur with tunnel vision blasting through the urban core of Atlanta to Buckhead and back. I won something like $120? It was amazing and really ignited a fire for competition that’s still going.

I think I sort of had a point when I started but now I just miss the freedom that only having one bike brings. It was so easy, one bike I only ride on the road when it’s dry. That’s it, no inventory of parts for multiple race machines, no obsessing over tire rolling resistance or pressure or tread, no geometry charts, no constant Instagram newness making me unsatisfied with the things I already own, just riding around on my fixed gear having fun.