I rode the cross bike today and did fifty, as a motivation/detox ride. Luckily they graded the rock roads to ensure that my taint was severely beat. It wasn't as bad as I thought, just kept thinking of Rule#5. I had a red tail hawk flying next to me for about a mile on the levee, guess he was looking for breakfast. Then around mile 30, I ran into a bunch of stinky black opportunists, turkey vultures. They stink and don't move, they kind of hop along the gravel and grunt. I think they were formulating a plan to eat me. Really pissed I could not get in on the Dirty Spagetti, once again due to other people acting like douches.
So here goes another effort to get skinny quick on the bikes, cross your fingers, I am back in the saddle again.
4 comments:
Keep at it. Dirty Ron is calling.
Keep going man. I'll need someone to drag me up hills in March.
I likes me some Dirty Ron
Solid references to a slow bike ride. If you get to feeling froggy, maybe we can get you on a GA race next year...>!!!!!
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