was a dreary overcast wet morning and I just didn't feel like slowing down. even though I was going pretty slow hauling a double load of rocks.
yes. more rocks.
it hurts. No racing means well, i figure I might as well get some extra fiber tearing and torque development.
Who wants to ride tomorrow? Anyone not going up to Maine or VT wanna go tool around from PVD around 1:30pm from the shop up there on 4th and Hope?
Leave it to Patty O'G to dig up an approriate editorial cartoon about the UCI. Back then? yes. now? yes.
Not many people ask me about this Lance stuff, fortunately. Someone did last night, and my response was pretty well in line with MegA's I just say he was a dirty lying cheat and that anyone who believes him is an idiot. The conversation ends quickly. pretty much same, she just says it better.
UCI needs to fucking pull their shit together. There has been great conversation going on about it all. What to do, how to move on. I don't have the answers, but I've been reading the questions. And I still think one nut gave himself cancer with his HGH and 'Oil' and the rest of his shit leading up to the ball-ectomy.
ah well - who wants to ride bikes and NOT talk about this fuckwad? We can still count how many times people call us Lance Armstrong on the bike.
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