Programming my Avenir RC3 Bike Computer

This was really frustrating, and unnecessarily so. I think every company today that sells a device that requires some level of programming has an obligation to put its manuals online, and ensure that they are crawled and hence searchable. That does not seem to be the case with this bike computer, so at this point I'm left to my "best guess" as to how to program it.

So here goes. I visited http://www.sheldonbrown.com/cyclecomputer_calibration.html and found an excellent calibration chart for your computer, based on the size of your tire, which is exactly correct. There are six different groups of computers, and hence six different values I can punch in. My tire size is 700x23, so the choices, from Group A - F, are 81.56, 222, 210, 333, 1302, 2097. After futzing around with my bike computer for a long time, I learned that if you hold the right button down while the computer is on the screen showing the time, you can program the time. If you hold it down while it is on the odometer, you can program the wheel size. Since it had four digits, and the first was a 2 (did this mean it was suggested?) Entered the 2097 number. I won't know for sure if this is accurate until I either find my manual (which is unlikely since the computer is many years old), or ride along side somebody with a properly calibrated computer...

OK, enough for now. It would have been less stress to buy a new bike computer, with directions in the box and on-line.

What's inside of chicken?

So Ilan was eating a chicken nugget the other day and laughed because he finally figured out what's inside of chicken... DEAD CHICKENS! I had long-suspected that kids don't understand that something called chicken might actually in fact be chicken. Otherwise you could call that nugget a "Happy Nugget" and they wouldn't know the difference. I'm pretty sure they don't yet know or understand that "beef" and especially "salami" actually comes from a cow. I'll let them learn that life lesson in due time...

It's not mouses, it's mices...

Aaron was telling me a story about a mouse, and then mouses. I said "if you have more than one mouse, it's not mouses, it's mice." So then his story changed to talk about mices. Makes sense to me. Too cute to bother correcting again. We played miniature golf tonight. I was going to take just Aaron out, but his brother wanted to go and I asked Aaron if it was OK, since otherwise it was supposed to be me and him. He said "yes", because frankly he's one of the sweetest children in the world, and maybe was uncomfortable saying no. I'll take him out for something alone another day. Anyway, while playing miniature golf he was completely in his own world. Zoned out worse than I get. I'm waiting one day for the diagnosis of extreme ADD (or whatever it's going to be called then). I actually suspect one day the doctors will recommend putting him on something to help him focus. We're holding him back a year, which every day I'm more and more happy with as a decision.... But alas, on to a different story...