Wednesday, October 7, 2009

046: pillow talk

Saturday Night. October 3, 2009. 09:30 pm EST.

Diane: “Honey there is something I need talk to you about.”

Fatmarc: “What is it Monkey?”

Diane: “It’s serious, I need your attention here.”

Fatmarc: “ Okay, you have my attention, what’s wrong..”

Diane: “ well, it’s about your race today, and that technical section after the second pit”

Fatmarc: “yeah, I’m listening…”

Diane: “well, this is hard to say, I mean, I don’t want to upset you…”

Fatmarc: “No, I appreciate the feedback, what it is?”

Diane: “ what the FUCK was up with that lazy corner?”

Fatmarc: “Lazy corner!? What are you talking about?”

Diane: “you’d come charging past the pit, up the hill, dismount and just kinda meander around
the corner, like you were in slow mo or something, once you made the corner you’d start
running hard but that corner…”

Fatmarc: “ meander!? I was meandering? What are you talking about ?”

Diane: “ it was so bad Bad Kat and I were laughing about it in the pit, I told her to watch as you
charged into the hill, and then all of a sudden you are off the bike and meandering
around the corner…”

Fatmarc: “wait you guys were laughing at me, and meander, I never meander…?”

Diane: “Oh, that was a lazy corner let me tell you, Mr. Lazy Meandering corner. And what were
you thinking in the section after that, I mean each lap you’d move up on a group, and
you’d get to that section, try to ride it, and totally screw it up. I mean, Guys were
running past you. Why didn’t you just pick up the bike and run, you would have been so
much faster…”

Fatmarc: “ I thought I was making it through there pretty well”

Diane: “ what the first 4 times you screwed up that section, didn’t clue you in to running it? You
just kept trying and bobbling your way through?"

Fatmarc: “what first I meander and now I bobble? Anything else?”

Diane: “Hey, don’t get mad, you would have killed me if I did that stuff, I mean you kept moving
up but every lap you’d give up ground to folks you just gapped, or chased down. Hell, on
the last lap you had just caught 2 guys, and youl ost those spots… I’m just sayin’”

Fatmarc: “I’m going to bed now…”

Diane: “I mean, if you couldn’t ride it smooth the first 3 times, you might have thought to run
it…”

Fatmarc: “ great, good night honey.”

Diane: “I’m just saying if I had done that you’d have been told me to change my tactic…”

Fatmarc: “ got it, you could have said something during the race”

Diane: “ you usually are good at figuring that stuff out…”

Fatmarc: “ really thanks, I’m going to bed now”

Diane: “I’m trying to help.”

Fatmarc: “good night.”

Diane: “really… helping…”

Fatmarc: "...."

Diane: “ are you mad?”

Fatmarc: “no, I’m trying to sleep.”

“ you guys laughed at me?”

Diane: “ just a little…”

my wife totally fucking rules.

respect.
fatmarc
"just when you think you've caught her,she glides across the water
she calls for you tonight, to share this moonlight"

7 comments:

Family Bike Shop said...

Yes Mark...yes she does.

Anonymous said...

So Peferfect sooooo Perrrrrfect.

Chris Mayhew said...

This is why I am very scared of your wife. Also, is she accepting clients? I could use that kind of coaching.

thekettleblackest said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....!!!!

Anonymous said...

funniest thing you've ever written. Probaly true as well. Love it!!!

Metro said...

God I love brutal female honesty.

Good stuff.

Peace,
Metro

Judi said...

awwww, i love it.