
Now Jeb was a little down regarding his previous lap, and was introduced to endurance racing gut for the first time. He wasn’t too excited about having to do another lap. That’s where having good older friends like Matt(run forest) and fatmarc comes in. We said in a confidence inspiring way, “get your fucking clothes on kid. You signed up for this, you gotta finish what you started. Get dressed and don’t you give me no lip!” “oh an you gotta do this lap in less than hour.” Okay, maybe it didn’t go like that. But I’m sure in poor jebbagger's tired mind it was kinda like that. I could tell that Jeb was feeling good riding in the sun again as he rode by and he gave us the peace sign, when I expected him to give me the finger.
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Dude, that's a baddass shot of Jeb and the dude in the background looking philosophical
“get your fucking clothes on kid."
Sweet, I need you to come yell at me at a few races. You should get into giving motivational seminars for a living. I was so moved I went and got dressed for no reason.
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