I rode my single speed cross bike down to the corner Circle K convenience store this afternoon to drop off some DC merchandise in a big blue Mail Box. Then I rode home. It rained before I rode, and immediately after my return. Round trip: 20 minutes. Maybe more like 15.
That would be 15 minutes more than I’ve ridden since, well, Friday.
And I’m strangely comfortable with that.
Here’s a shot someone sent me a link to of Gretchen Reeves towing around Flagstaff’s own Chris Latham at Leadville this year. Then she dropped him. Word. mountainflyer.com/images/LT100_W52.jpg
Story here: mountainflyer.com
He might just kill me for that one. ‹^› ‹(•¿•)› ‹^›
Subject: Cycling is corrupt? HA. Check the NBA
For those of your readers not following the NBA scandal:
I wonder how many other refs and even players fall into this?
Cycling ain’t the only sport with problems…
I keep waiting to hear some old man out fishing found that guy face down in the water. Tim Donaghy is fucked nine ways till Tuesday. Talk about being caught between a rock and a hard place, he’s looking at two felony counts worth 25 years, or two .22 rounds in the back of his head.
No way out like Ray Liotta.
I love how Philly ended up fucked in the deal. Philly always gets fucked. It’s like egg salad in the drive through. No damn good.
Subject: Solution for road rage
Coined by a drunk biker as the new “gun-cross.”
That oughta work, yo. I’m just sayin’…by