Had a moment of subjectivity when a car load of punk kids pulled up next to me while riding and had a few laughs at my expense. Here is a list of reasons why I shan't take myself too seriously. Unless I was getting paid to ride my bike of course. Besides, I was a punk kid once.
Grown man-check
Shaved legs (but not arms)-check
Skin tight colorful lycra bib shorts with crotch pad-check
Skin tight colorful lycra jersey-check
Long black tube socks-check
Horrendous tan lines-check
Saddle sore lube applied to crotch pad-check
Fretting over what to wear (winter/spring)-check
Strava app turned on-check
Shoe covers on a warm day-check
Ride a bicycle for hours on end-check
Love this sport-check
Horrendous tan lines-check
Saddle sore lube applied to crotch pad-check
Fretting over what to wear (winter/spring)-check
Strava app turned on-check
Shoe covers on a warm day-check
Ride a bicycle for hours on end-check
Love this sport-check
Start line at the TBR criterium last night. I sucked royally. On the way down from my Christmas peak.
Headed home with the gents. Weather was awesome. Supposed to snow tomorrow.
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