While racin in Guatemala I would suffer just at the chance to get a peck on the cheek from podium girls. As they say "I pulled myself inside out." I was living on rice, black beans, tortillas, fruit, eggs and ridin this rigid Cadillac .
Monday, December 3, 2007
Tis the "season".
My racin season never started since I went here and never really got going after this. Strong rains and early rise time made me bail on heading to STL with BH Sunday. I am sure he hates me even more. I am a loser and am done with racin this year. Not that I ever really consider it racin. More like riding around with a bunch of freaks in underwear. However, the older I get the better I was. This is the highlight of my cycling career.
All rides started with a 15 minute descent and ended with a 1 hour climb back to my shack with excitement in between. Podium girls thought I was Swiss while I collected a few kisses. I was living the high life. Now I do not win and get stupid plastic trophies if everyone else flats adding to pedaling apathy. On the bright side I am not as desperate for kisses. Thanks for takin pity on me Chula. When sleeping-in and pancakes sound better than riding your bike in the rain it tis the season to end the season.
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Amen to that, I am done as well.
Cheers to that!
Word to your mother! Tis the season to end the season. Oops I almost forgot I'm racing state cross this weekend...CMac
That is a crock of shit!
Beans, I am putting you on pit duty come KC.
Take up checkers with Tracy.
Quitter!
Who wants to ride their bike around on a field anyway?
Nice rigid! Maybe when I get my act together we can go vibrate sometime!
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