Gear is Good

I first wrote this post in 2012 as an article for Catalyst Magazine, back in my days as a columnist writing about bicycle commuting. Now, having just finished a Christmas season filled with commercials telling us how much better our lives will be if we just buy the newest whatever, I thought it deserves an update. Though it’s specifically about bicycling, it has application to any new toy.


            Famous Wall Street bicyclist Gordon Gekko once said, “Gear is good.”  If you don’t believe Gordon, just look at any magazine rack.  The shelves are crammed with magazines telling us which of the new toys are absolutely must-have for summer 2020.

Owning a shiny new kryptonite bicycle in deep ruby with flecks of gold that makes looking at it something akin to peering into the depths of the cosmos is a transcendent joy.  Man’s fascination with the latest gear goes back a million years or more.  Sometime after the last Ice Age ended a Neanderthal named Ralph was idly tapping at the end of a stick with a piece of flint while keeping a wary eye out for saber-tooth cave weasels.  Ralph noticed that he could shape the stick into a point.  Interesting, but not too useful until that night when he tried to pluck his piece of warthog out of the fire and burned his fingers.

Ralph poked at the warthog with his sharpened stick and to his surprise the stick pierced the crispy meat and he pulled it easily from the fire.  After a few nights of experimentation, Ralph concluded that a longer stick meant he could sit farther from the fire and still enjoy his warthog.  But his stick’s true usefulness came a week later when a saber-tooth cave weasel, drawn by the pungent smell of roasting warthog, skulked into the cave.  As the clan hooted and threw rocks, the cave weasel advanced.  In desperation Ralph threw his eating stick.  The stick punctured the cave weasel’s heart and it dropped dead.

Ralph was the toast of the clan for several weeks until one night another Neanderthal named Ed showed up with a spear on which he had rubbed charcoal, making it black and therefore, Ed claimed, better than Ralph’s design.  All the other clan members were impressed, even though no one understood how this made the spear better.  This is the first recorded instance of carbon-improved technology.  Now, of course, there are carbon-fiber frames, poly-carbonate tubes and all sorts of stuff based on carbon.

Meanwhile, Ralph’s wife Alice was busy developing gear for the modern Neanderthal cave-wife.  Alice found a hollowed out log about a foot long.  After shaking out the ants she discovered she could put the cooked warthog in the log and keep it warm until Ralph got home at night.  Alice’s friend and Ed’s wife Trixie made improvements by stuffing dried moss in the ends of the log.  Soon Alice and Trixie were showing their new line of cave-ware to all the clan members and started a phenomenon that became known as the Tupperware party.  Man’s (and woman’s) quest for the latest gear was born.

The thing that makes new gear so appealing is the status it bestows on the owner.  Sure, Ralph’s spear was useful but as soon as Ed came up with a better idea, Ed got the limelight and Ralph faded into obscurity.  So it is with the latest in bicycle gear.  There’s nothing like cruising up to the weekly club ride on your new Tritonium bike to the ohhs and ahhs of the other riders, but after a couple of weeks the envy subsides and, like a druggie looking for his next hit, a cyclist is soon prowling the bike stores and websites.  Seldom does one ask, do I really need a frame that is 32% more responsive?  What does that even mean?

Never mind; the answer is, of course you do!  How else are you going to smoke grandma on her 1979 Raleigh pulling a bike trailer loaded with 25 lbs. of produce from the farmer’s market?  But, if perchance you wonder, is it really, in the eternal scheme of things, necessary, take this test:

Hold your bike (Hint: if you don’t have a bike, then yes, you need new gear) by its seat and lift the rear wheel off the ground.  Does the wheel fall off?  If the answer is no, continue.

Turn the pedals.  Does the rear wheel also turn?  If yes, continue.

Squeeze the right brake lever.  Does the rear wheel stop turning?  If yes, continue.

Now lift the bike’s front wheel.  Does it fall off?  If not, continue.

Spin the front wheel.  Now squeeze the left brake lever.  Does the wheel stop?  If yes, you have a perfectly serviceable bike and don’t NEED new gear.  All you need to do is get on it and ride.  And watch out for saber-tooth cave weasels.

On Getting Old

The last two Augusts I’ve tried different dietary plans. In 2017 I did meatless August. Last year it was low -carb August. I had hoped to do something similar this August but back surgery in mid-July put a damper on the summer of 2019. For two weeks before the surgery I could barely move. After the surgery wasn’t much better. For three weeks I wondered if it was worth it. Now approaching a month post-surgery I am seeing the light.

That much time of physical inactivity gave me lots of time to reflect on lots of things, one of which is my career. I realize more of it is behind me than in front. September marks 43 years since I was sworn in as an attorney. Even as I write this I find it hard to fathom. I keep looking at that number, 43, with some awe. I watched the Watergate soap opera unfold and bring Richard Nixon down. While today’s lawyers might think Mitchell, Erlichman, Haldeman and Dean was a Washington, DC, law firm, we know better. Roe v. Wade was a brand-new Constitutional law case when I took Con Law.

I realized some years ago that law is a dysfunctional profession. We’re always dealing with someone else’s baggage; the people we work with (against) are always telling us we’re wrong; and clients resent paying us because they think anyone can see they are right and the other side is wrong so clearly that we should be unnecessary. Add to this the fact that every law school graduate since the early 70s has entered a saturated job market and you have a strong recipe for burnout. Only in the past decade or so has the Utah State Bar Association recognized this and started talking about it. Though it’s overdue I applaud their efforts. At least we’re acknowledging the elephant in the room.

I have come to realize that while I enjoy the law, I’m less enthusiastic about lawyering, the day-to-day grind. The good fight has lost its sense of goodness for me. Two years ago I wanted to make it to 50 years in practice. Today, practicing for seven more years isn’t appealing. What that means for my future is unclear. I know I could never retire to golf games and traveling the southwest in an RV in winter. So the question looming before me is, what does my future hold?

The Eleventh Hour of the Eleventh Day

November 11, 1918. Armistice Day. The day the Great War, the War to End All Wars, the war that was named World War I only after we realized it didn’t end all wars, only after we had to start numbering them, ended.

Beginning in September 1918 the Central Powers started to surrender, one by one. First Bulgaria, then the Ottoman Empire. Next the Austro-Hungarian army suffered a crushing defeat that effectively ended that country’s ability to continue fighting.  On October 29 the Italians capitulated, leaving only Germany.

On November 11, 1918, at 5:00 a.m. in a railroad car Germany signed an armistice. According to its terms, a cease fire would go into effect six hours later, at 11:00, the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month. World War I came to an end.

It wasn’t officially over until the Treaty of Versailles, which was finally negotiated and signed on June 28, 1919. The terms of that treaty were so onerous to Germany that World War II was inevitable. But for the time being, there was peace.

America Enters the War

Pershing arrives in Paris

When World War I began, the United States adopted a policy of neutrality. The majority of Americans favored staying out of foreign wars, which is what they considered World War I to be. However, Germany itself provoked the United States with its policy of unrestricted attacks on ships in the North Atlantic.

In 1915 a German cruiser sunk a private American vessel. The Germans apologized, calling it a mistake, and the U.S. was mollified for a time. Later in 1915 a German U-boat sank a British passenger ship, the Lusitania, off the Irish coast. Of 1,959 passengers, 1,198 were killed, including 128 Americans. The attitudes of Americans began to turn against Germany, especially since Great Britain was one of the United States’s biggest trade partners.

Still, Woodrow Wilson, Congress and most of American sentiment was against entering this war that really didn’t threaten citizens in the United States. But, in 1917, Germany became desperate to break the stalemate of the Western Front and announced that it was resuming unrestricted warfare in what it termed “war zone waters,” meaning the North Atlantic. Three days later the United States broke diplomatic relations with Germany.  In late March 1917 Germany sank four U.S. merchant ships. On April 2, 1917, President Wilson asked for a declaration of war from Congress. Four days later that request was granted.

In June 1917 some 14,000 American troops arrived in France, led by General John Pershing. Pershing made a visit to a site sacred to the French, the tomb of the Marquis de Lafayette, who had come to the aid of the new American republic during the Revolutionary War. Pershing is reported to have said, “Lafayette, nous voila!”   (“Lafayette we are here!”). By this gesture, America said it was joining the war for the same reason Lafayette had come to the aid of the Americans: a hatred of autocracy and a desire to make the world a better, safer place.

The entrance of the United States proved to be a turning point in World War I. With fresh troops and the wealth of materiel available from the United States, the tide shifted in the Allies’ favor, leading to the end a year and five months later. It also marked a fundamental shift in America’s role on the world stage. By raising the American flag over French soil, the United States signaled it would bring its standard to the defense of liberty wherever necessary, and all but guaranteed its participation in World War II, still over 20 years in the future at that time.

This entry into World War I also positioned the United States as a world player who would ultimately engage in a long ideological battle with another country that was transformed by World War I: Russia, in its incarnation as the Soviet Union.

The 1914 Christmas Truce

Illustrated London Times

Between the start of World War I in August 1914, and the end of November 1914, a number of large battles were fought as the Imperial German Army first advanced into France on a strict timetable under the Schlieffen Plan, and then was beaten back by the strong defenses of Belgium, France and the BEF (British Expeditionary Force). In August 1914, alone, four large battles, Lorraine, Ardennes, Charleroi and Mons, had occurred. On August 29 the Allied forces counterattacked at Guise, but eventually retreated. August 1914 left 300,000 casualties on both sides, the start of the 16 million who would eventually lose their lives in World War I. The Great War has the distinction of being the first war in history where more lives were lost in battle than to the various diseases that inevitably accompany war.

In September the German advance began again, but was blocked at Nancy. Other attacks on major cities failed and by late September the German army was digging in on the north side of the river Aisne. Thereafter, both sides began a race to the sea in an attempt to outflank each other’s northern flank, circle behind enemy lines and be in position to attack from the rear. Both sides failed to outflank the other and by the end of November 1914 the Western Front was established and trench warfare began and would last for four years, until the Armistice on November 11, 1918.

On Christmas Eve 1914 a remarkable and unique thing occurred. At various places all along the 500-mile Western Front hostilities spontaneously stopped, Allied and German soldiers sang Christmas carols to each other, met in no man’s land, exchanged gifts, and played soccer. I have previously written in more detail about this strange incident in 2014 and you can read that post here.  The informal truce lasted for several days. The only report of disapproval of this cease-fire was lodged by a petulant German corporal named Adolph Hitler.


Trench Warfare

Popular images of the Great War are generally two. The first is the neat, clean image of bi-planes piloted by aviators in leather helmets with scarves flying behind them. The other is life in the trenches.

Trench warfare, where opposing infantry forces lived in trenches, long, deep ditches, that faced the opposing forces across an open area called “no man’s land,” was a result of the stalemate that occurred when Germany’s Schlieffin plan ground to a halt. Under that plan, Germany expected to move quickly through Belgium and then France. During August 1914 the Germans had success with this plan, winning several battles. However the German army ran into fierce resistance from Belgian and French forces at the Battle of Marne in September. The Germans had forced the British Expeditionary Force to retreat across the Marne River, only 30 miles from Paris. However the German commander deviated from the Schlieffin plan and attacked Paris from the east instead of the north. The Allied forces held; the Germans retreated back across the Marne and the stalemate began.

Life in the trenches was deplorable to say the least. Trenches filled with water so soldiers spent their days in miserably wet conditions. Disease was rampant. Constant bombardment from the other side’s artillery left many with “shell shock,” what we call now Post traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). “Going over the top” was a dreaded order. It meant storming out of the trenches, bayonets fixed to rifles, in an attempt to rush the enemy across no man’s land. Casualties were high and the tactic rarely worked.

The Schlieffin plan called for two fronts for Germany. The first was in Germany’s west, against France. Because Russia was France’s ally, the Plan also called for an invasion of Russia in the east. The battle against France and its Allies became known as the Western Front and gave rise to what is widely considered one of the greatest war novels ever written, All Quiet on the Western Front. The book was a gritty, no-holds-barred look at the horrors of the Western Front. Soldiers lost limbs and eyes. Horses blew up, showering men with blood and gore.  Men rooted through garbage for food. It was an international best seller that tapped into the sorrow following the War to End All Wars. Amazingly, only a few months after its publication, it was banned in Germany by the Nazi party.

The Great War


This November 11 will mark the 100th anniversary of the end of World War I, the Great War, the War to End All Wars. The United States entered into world prominence when it joined WW I on the side of the Allies in 1918. To commemorate and remember that war, I’m going to make a few posts, lest we forget.

The causes of World War I are debated by historians. It’s commonly said that the war began when the Austrian archduke Ferdinand and his wife were shot by a Bosnian revolutionary in the summer of 1914. But that was just the match laid to the tinder and kindling that had been set in Europe for decades.

Some historians point to the Franco-Prussian War of 1870 as a main cause. That war, won by Prussia, re-unified Germany. For decades France, it is speculated, was looking for an excuse to take on the Germans and get revenge for what was a terrible defeat. The re-unification of Germany also led to a number of alliances, two between Germany and Austria-Hungary, on one hand; and one among France, Britain and Russia and several between France and Russia, both of whom wanted to protect themselves against what they viewed as increasing German militarism.

For its part, Germany had been planning another expansion of its borders, with the development of the Schlieffen Plan in 1905-06. This plan, named after Field Marshal Alfred von Schlieffen, head of the German Imperial Army, was developed as an offensive against the French Third Republic.

With the Schlieffen Plan for an invasion of France in place for over a decade, growing alliances between nations, rising imperialsim and nationalism, the fire was laid. All that was required was a match. The assassination of Archduke Ferdinand provided that. Outraged by the deed, Austria-Hungary declared war on the tiny and all-but defenseless Serbia. It offered terms that were completely unreasonable. Serbia looked to its ally, Russia, with whom it had a pact. Austria-Hungary looked to its ally, Germany, in the face of Russian intervention. With Germany potentially entering the war, Russia turned to its ally, France. That provided all the incentive the Germans needed to implement the Schlieffen plan and invade France. France, in turn, sought Britain’s help.

World War I had begun.


And So It Ends

Low carb August is over and the results are disappointing. Despite a 5-6 lb. weight loss by mid-month, I ended August right where I started, possibly up a pound.

I had high hopes a month ago. The low carb diet was the only one I’ve tried that I had any success with. The initial weight loss was encouraging, 5 lbs. by mid-month. They say that safe, sustainable weight loss is about 1-2 lbs. per week, so I wasn’t expecting to continue to lose at the rate of the first two weeks of August. But I certainly didn’t expect to gain 5 lbs. in the last half of the month.

I kept a food log throughout the month. I wasn’t perfect in writing down everything I ate but my between-meal snacking was minimal and I cut out potato chips, cookies and other junk food entirely except for the one cheat day a week. All in all I thought I was doing a pretty good job, but, alas, no.

The only thing I’m waiting on to see if there was any redeeming quality for the month is the results of my blood work at my annual physical about 10 days ago. I’m particularly interested in my A1C level. That’s a measure of the amount of blood glucose, or sugar, in the blood. Levels of 5.7 and below are considered normal. Between 5.8 and 6.4 is in the pre-diabetes range, which is where I’ve been sitting for the last 15 years. Above 6.5 is considered Type 2 diabetes.

For the last few years my A1C has been right about 6.4. I’m hoping that the low-carb diet will lower that number somewhat. If it didn’t, then I’m among the millions of people who go on diets, feel deprived in one way or another because they are constantly saying “no” to whatever their particular forbidden food items are, and see no results, either from the scales or their lab tests. I’m asking myself, what’s the point? If the standard measurements of good health aren’t showing that my health is improving, why should I stay on this regimen?

For me this time around is all the  more disappointing because when I did the low carb diet the first time, back in 2011, I lost over 20 lbs. between July 24 and Halloween.  There were weeks when my weight might go up a bit over the previous week, but I never had a time when I gained it all back.

So I’m still holding out hope that there is a silver lining somewhere in this cloud that I called low carb August, but the initial result is not what was expected.

Getting Creative with Carbs

As with Meatless August last year, one of the challenges in a low-carb diet is finding a replacement for the ubiquitous potato. Almost every meal has potatoes as a side. If it isn’t potatoes, it’s pasta or rice. Bread is almost ever-present as well. So far just avoiding pasta, rice and most bread hasn’t been too difficult. But potatoes present a real obstacle.

So I’ve gotten creative with squash and beans. Last night I cooked some rib eye steaks directly on the coals. Instead of potatoes our side was a stuffed zucchini. I cut the zucchini length-wise, scooped out the seeds and filled the hollows with a mixture of diced celery, onions and jalapenos, held together with cream cheese.  Then I baked the zucchini at 350 for about 30 minutes.The other side dish was a bean and corn salad that’s intended to be used like salsa with chips but is great by itself. This morning I took 1/4 of the zucchini that wasn’t eaten, removed the filling, diced it and fried it alongside my eggs. It made a more than passable substitute for hash brown potatoes.

What’s the Big Deal About Carbs, Anyway?

You might get the impression that the thing to do would be to eliminate carbohydrates altogether, since they seem to cause so many problems. A few diets, Atkins, the Keto diet, and others, actually try to eliminate carbs completely.  Energy, the kind that allows humans to move, think, work, play and live, comes primarily from two macro-nutrients, carbohydrates and fats. Carbs are the body’s first choice of fuel for energy. Fat is often just excess carbohydrates that weren’t needed for immediate energy when they were eaten, so the body stored them as fat. The theory behind the carb-elimination diets is, the body has an almost unlimited store of fuel in the form of fat. If we can just force the body to get to the stored fat, weight loss will naturally follow. That’s an unsustainable approach in the long run, maybe even in the mid-run.

Fat burns as fuel, but it burns in a carbohydrate fire. Without carbs to get the fire going, the body acts as if you’re trying to start a campfire with wet tinder. It just won’t burn that fat. So the trick is to have enough carbs in your diet to light the fire, but not so many that there are leftover carbs that get neatly packaged away as fat.

In the past week, I’ve added a few select carbs back into my diet. Last week I ate oatmeal twice. Oatmeal is one of the good carbs because its glycemic index is low. Oatmeal is on every recommended list of food. In my opinion, oatmeal is there because it tastes so bad that you don’t eat it. Voila! Immediate caloric intake reduction. Do that enough and you’ll lose weight. Oatmeal tastes like shredded cardboard, unless you dump a few tablespoons of brown sugar and about a half cup of cream on it. That kind of defeats the purpose of oatmeal as a low calorie, low carb food. The first time I ate it last week I used skim milk and sliced strawberries. All that did was make the strawberries taste like cardboard. The second time I mixed some flavored yogurt into the oatmeal rather than use milk. I threw about half of it out. Sunday night Nancy made chicken cacciatore, which we put over pasta. Some recipes call for cream; she just used diced tomatoes and spices. I’ve been eating leftover chicken cacciatore, minus the pasta, for lunch this week.

Anyway, for whatever reason, low carb, eating less, maybe even the dreaded “E” word (exercise) I’m continuing a slow weight loss. Here’s this morning’s result as I begin Week 4. That needle is flirting with 205, which puts me down between five and six pounds since August 1.