There was a strange clicking last night when I pulled on my rear brake lever. "Thump thump thump thump." I could feel it, too. Huh.
I hadn't noticed it during the race on Saturday, or while pulling Maddy in the trailer on Sunday. But there it was last night, just heading down the hill and on the way to the ride. Given the time (running late), I didn't stop to see what it was. Since my work schedule has changed slightly, getting kitted up and joining the ride involves a lot of running through the house and sprinting through the neighborhood. It's really great.
At the end of the ride, another good one — I feel stronger every day, it seems — I checked out my wheels to see what was going on. The front wheel was clean and true. No problems there.
On the back wheel, the drive-side brake track looked good. The other side had this:
And I guess I have to replace them now. More likely than not, I'll end up getting the newer version of this wheelset. Dura-Ace is more expensive, yes, but when you get that kind of life out of it, it's hard to complain.
Time to ride the 'cross bike for a while, I guess. Take us home, Neil.