unplugged

the realization of how worked up i am getting about the bike lane issue locally and the perception that riding in a bike lane in a city without them is safer than just being on the road...

and the fact that i keep going back to the training/powertap issue needlessly...

and other stuff...

I'm just feeling unplugged.

snuff.

lights out.

Not so much getting worked up about it but the realization that I really might have been just as emotionally worked up as Il B at the meeting. Took JM to point that out when i stopped into his shop on the way back up.

I tell ya - putting your bike on the roof of a car in the driving rain and wind, and then having to ride it in street clothes. Well that's a damn good way to get a wet ass. Esp when you have a nice perforated leather cover on an old school San Marco Concor. So i stood up. All the way.

Then, well had to hit the remote facility. Stood up all the way - into the wind - 40x13. Hell i stayed in the 40x13 up and down the hills (hard to shift when you can't sit down and use down tube levers) even into the wind. All the way back. Stood up. Damn, lemme tell ya - without being used to it, riding for 2-4 miles at a time without sitting down ain't all that easy. And to think there was a guy in Michigan who had prostate surgery and instead of not riding he just road a season without a saddle or seatpost. And he was doing centuries. That's toughness.

unplugged...

unplug

wishing I had as good luck winning those silly (rigged) raffles for cool ass bikes like IFs and Ridleys and what not (even if they don't fit me) as I've had lately winning iPods. Even my wife is making those remarks.

*sigh*

Oh, BTW - the chicken recipe works just as well at 475 vs 500. tried it last night. less smoke.

There are grammatical errors even in his silence.
- Stanislaw J. Lec

yeah.

I think in bad grammar too.

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