217: shattered.

So I walk out of the bookstore today and see this:

These nice families dressed as girl scout cookies ask me, "Sir, would you like to buy some girl scout cookies?"

the first thing that pops into my shattered brain is, "do I look like someone who needs to buy cookies when I come out of the book store? You calling me portly or something?"

But alas gratefully my filter sort of kicked in, and my bonk took over as I responded, " Giant Girl Scout Cookies, I need to eat you!!!" Diane grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the car as she smiled and said, "he's already eaten his three boxes for the year, thanks..."

everyone laughed.

Holy Crap, I am so shattered. I was totally destroyed today.

I showed up to Fairhill today to meet some of the fellas : Todd (ex-prez), Buddy the Leg Breaker, BL Rich, Blair, Peaches, Jay Jay, Kurtee, K-Man, Alan the cleaner, EPI, and LEO the King. Right out the front door, I knew my legs were suspect from riding the fixed gear and fighting the wind on this ride Saturday:

Jeb and Buddy the keg breaker lead monkey, me, L-Web, Rotten Robert, Amazin' Andrew, and Ted Logic on a rolling fixed gear ride Saturday. (3 fixies in attendance)

the Troops joined us in route on the sweet seven tandem.

Perhaps my heavy legs stemmed frmom one too many of the triple lindy belgiums from here. The MAC prom totally ruled, and unlike Anne Rock, I do drink, and lately I've been drinking a lot. Great to see so many friends from cross season. Such a good time.

it was a cozy affair...

Anne picks up her prize from Mr. Hebe.

afterwards we hit Le Bus for a nice dinner, Jan and Jay-Z are just off film..

Monkey and I both had outstanding jambalaya.

But I digress, right out the front door I knew I was in for trouble. Legs just felt heavy, I tried to just get on good wheels, take smooth lines and stay near the front going into climbs so if I imploded I'd still be in the group.

Yeah, this was a mountain bike ride.

There were a couple of attacks, a broken chain, and lots of fun. Never was I so happy for someone to break a freakin' chain, because it meant I could rest. (thank you Blair) and BLRich your flat could have been 10 minutes later, but I wasn't complaining at all.

Near the end of the ride, I peeled off the group and headed up 5 bridges. I swear I almost sat down on the side of the trail to get my shit toghether for the ride home. I was so wrecked. This is one for the bank for shizzle.

Good ride. I was in way over my head, but it hurt really good. If you know what I mean? Man, I have a lot of work to do. I'm guessing eating a 4th box of girl scout cookies isn't going to help...

And Jebbager, no matter what they say about your hair...

I think it looks great.

respect
faticus

have I mentioned my legs hurt?