Lefty....
and of course Kevin,
my beloved sideburns have been blossoming in the summer heat....
Diane doesn't have too much love for Kevin, he's a trouble maker, but Lefty, lefty is a sweetheart.
Stupid things I did this week:
1. Sunday Fairhill. Very large group . Todd (el presidente) looks at me and says, " this will be a hard group to keep together." I cockily say, " don't even try, keep things moving, keep it crisp, keep it rolling" Todd (el presidente) , starts to salivate, and wipes the juices from his mouth on his arm, and attacks out of the parking lot. Me, I drop my chain on the first down hill, and find myself chasing through "skip a trail" to try and get back to that lead group cruising along and not waiting for me because of course, I instructed Todd (el presidente) to not wait for anyone....
2. Stupid move #2. Last 20 minutes of the ride. Peaches and E-town surge past Todd, and attack pretty strongly. Strong enough to cause me to V-urp my Gu. We cruised through Gallagher with Spanky and Benny in tow. I think we missed the last climb too. I suffered my ass off, totally on the edge. With almost 2:30 in the bank, what was I thinking. I am a dumb ass.
3. At the climbing gym with Buddy, Rachel and Diane. We only boulder, never done any top roping. "hey, guys we should take belay lessons and do some top roping!" Yeah, I totally forgot how much I am scared of heights, and once we got past what I had gotten comfortable as the bouldering height, my ass puckered up tighter than fort knox. Vertigo. yeah that's a beautiful thing... belay tests next week.
4. I'll let the pictures tell the story:
sporty white shoe covers:
long sleeve skin suit
nice little bolt on tt bars
yup, I've signed up for the de state championship time trail, I'll be riding in the two man competition with Wes T. Conqueror as my teammate. I was gonna call our team: Fatmarc eats chocolate. And hell neither of us are even Delaware residents...
Tuesday Night was Tuesday Night Titans. Group was El Presidente, Once a week Paul, Buddy the Leg Breaker, Peaches and myself. Rotten Rob punked out on the ride. I guess he's scared of thunder showers or something. Either that or he decided to take it easy on the old men, and not kick our asses all over Middle run or White Clay, or whatever park we were in, I have to be honest I can't tell them apart anymore. Luckily, vanilla is my favorite flavor of ice cream. I mean who likes roots or rocks or logs in their trails. The pace was brisk, but still conversational.
About an hour in I pierced my tire and Stan's gu started pissing all over the place. I thought I pretty much ruined the tire. The night was over for me, I sent the boys on their way, and went home. At the house, I loaded up the tire with more Stan's GU, and the tire held for a few minutes. Then as Diane(monkey) and I were talking, the tire let go, and started shooting Stan's Gu across the drive way. Ron Jeremy would be proud. It was pretty funny.
Being a glutton for punishment, I loaded up more Stan's GU (man, Stan must be a busy guy to have this much gu) into the tire, pumped it up, and as of this morning, it was still holding. Hells yeah, I think I got it. Either that or I see a fatal flaw forming, or better yet stupid thing number 5.
You know usually you pump and then get gu, not add gu then pump. Was that too far? Did I step over the line?
BTW a crack swat trail team was immediatly sent out to the park to remove what ever caused my flat. There must have been some deviation in the trail. Thank god it will be smooth by next week.
The plot for the weekend thickens...
practice your zombie combat here.
stay in school.
respect.
fm
14 comments:
You will be happy to know that once Todd bailed we picked up the pace. Really good stuff.
B
I HOPE you are replacing that tire before the race on Sunday!
No really, I hope you are.
I thought you were doing an MS ride this weekend? I am confused . .. . better get back to not bloggin
FJ
i concur with anon. unless you want your fairhill streak to continue???
yeah, i'm a rain puss. i thought no way TNT will go down. then e-town dragged me on a recovery road ride. yeah, my legs were still shitting the bed from thorpe. excuses excuses.
I've been playing on "Wild" trails that the mound builders and trail sweepers are staying out of...Ahhh wild trail, so nice!
Now hang me out to dry, You've rung me out to to to many times
Saturday 9AM, Augustine Beach,
I thought about calling Blair, but then again, in a TTT you actually have to ride WITH your team mate, so that wasn't an option.
No lycra shoe covers for me, but Team Burrito Boys will be there, and we'll throw all the carbon we have at you and your motorpace guy,
OmfA
It sounds so soothing
to mix a gin
and sink into oblivion
Close your eyes and imagine a world where one can rollerblade the trails while pushing a baby stroller.
Yesterday, MD DNR tore down a bunch of jumps, berms, log-rides, and stunts at Patapsco Avalon.
Can paved 'singletrack' be far behind?
I see your blog on last comic standing soon. I think I peed myself.
In now way did you go too far. Just the other day, I had a stan's episode in my laundry room (yes I am dumb) and when I got done be bead was sealed and I think I saw Peter North walking out the door.
Peace
You are one beautiful hunk of man!
Yum-Yum
1) I hope you replace that tire before the weekend.
2) Dude, you need some spacers for your road bike? I think I've got a few I can loan you. Like, if you wanted to put more spacers on there.
I only have this to add, then I'll continue working on developing my drinking problemo,
if you flat at fairhill the zmobies may be able to swarm around you while you scamper all flimmity flammity trying to re-seal or change a tire dodging zombie attacks, I suggest a new tread.
I'm making in-shop anti zombie jersey's for fairhill......
flat...is the new pink.
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