Cutting Class

Dear Reader,

Monkey and I both had intervals on tap for Tuesday evening. I will admit a sleepless night Monday, and Monkey constantly giving me weather updates of total suckness for the rest of the week, we decided to skip class and jump in on one of the local trail spinner rides.


the ride was very fun. good people, fun loops around fairhill.

The guy that leads the ride is a good guy. He does a lot for the community and I really respect him.
Although I am proud to have been a part of the Wooden Wheels Racing Family, I have not been on that team for 10 years now. I'd guess that I haven't worn a Wooden Wheels Jersey in probably 8 years now. That being said every time I see the kind gentleman he asks, " so how is wooden wheels treating you? you still riding for them?" To which I point to my jersey and say, "no, I'm on C3 Athletes Serving Athletes. I have been for almost 5 years now."

The kind gentlemen says, " I hear Dog Fish Head is sponsoring you guys this year."

Confused I retort, "no, sir, I think they are sponsoring Wooden Wheels, but I ride for C3, you know out of Baltimore... Charm City Cyclocross ?"

He smiles and winks at me, "you guys gotta bring some extra beer to the races this year okay?"

Exasperated, because we have had similar conversations like this for the 10 years that I have not been on Wooden Wheels team, I point at my jersey and mutter somewhat under my breath " C3- 3x MAC Champs, 2x Mabra champs... Bad Andy... Kris Auer...Laura Van Gilder...Wes Schempf" I continue to mutter as he leads the group on up the trail.... "C3 not Wooden Wheels..."


Aw fuck it, next time I do one of his rides, I'm wearing one of  my old Wooden Wheels Jerseys...

Thanks for a great ride, and a great time. Monkey and I rode home all smiles.... We'll leave our stinky old intervals for the basement tonight...

you know this would be a great picture if not for Monk wearing the most God Awful Pajamas ever.

respect
fatmarc