I want to use this post to speak out against injustice in the world. I can get salted chocolate Gu, and I can get chocolate mint Gu, BUT I CAN’T GET SALTED CHOC0LATE MINT GU. MOTHERF%$#$%. I can’t believe the nerve of some of these companies. Somehow I will find the courage to go on living. Here’s the thing. I’m getting fitter. Thirty miles, on the low and slow Salsa Fargo Ti, is something I can do without thinking. And I can keep my heart rate and pace at a good level for the entire time. And I’m not wasted when I’m done. I actually feel better than when I started. No race to the sofa to face plant myself into a two-hour, coma-like nap after. Nope. I get back to work. Windy today. Two cell-zombies I had to dodge. Two sets of loose dogs. Oh, I forgot to mention a woman in red Volvo tried to run over me on purpose the other day. Not on this ride, but it happened. And she was TRYING to hit/kill me. Young woman. It was strange. But, she missed. Hahahahhaha, sucker! Try again.(Please don’t.)
If you fell off the back of my bike you would have this same view.
Adventure: Training
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Please, no leg porn! Good to hear that you are feeling well. My bike is out of winter storage next week!
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Mike,
Oil. Chain. Water.
Whoa….there is a line which after you go past is called TMI….and you my friend have clearly crossed it. Glad you survived the Volvo attack but let’s exercise a little self control and not include your readers in your visual celebration eh?
😉
JT
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JT,
WAY more on the way. I’ve got saddle sores you JUST have to SEE!