I am a recovered single speeder.
Almost 6 years now.
When I first started with gears I rode in the big ring all the time. (42) never came out. It was bad. It was the process, learning to ride gears again. After years of watching Kurtee, and Garvey, spin past me on the climbs I started working on my spin.
Higher cadence. Keep the legs loose. Be patient on the climbs, don't mash. Stay seated...
Last year, that worked really well for me. I was pretty happy with my efforts, and my spin. The (38) is my new favorite big ring.
This year, I've done my best to maintain the fruits of my efforts. I've tried my damnest to stay in my smaller gears, and keep the cadence up. But something has been different this year. I feel like 3/4 of the way up a climb, I sticking with the program. I am spinning, I am be patient... And then it happens.
It's as if I have a little Henry Rollins on my shoulder who just screams in my ear.
"FUCK IT STAND UP AND GO!" It's fucking Henry Rollins! Yelling in my fucking ear. I have to go.
I find myself dumping down a gear or two and jumping out of the saddle. Hands on the bar ends, mashing the fuck out of my gear. I often get to the top and can't pedal. Anytime that I might have gained I quickly give back trying to recover and get back to my normal cadence.
Single Speed Relapse? Strava? Anger Management Issues? I need therapy.