I am rocking the Keystone State. Got in late Saturday and have been going like a bat out of hell since. In pretty close to the order of occurrence I ate four (4) soft pretzels, a cheese steak (wid peppers & onions), hit a day trip to the shore (the water a brisk 68 degrees), and ate the best pizza in the world (two times).
I have also been drinking three (3) varieties of Yuengling like it’s going out of style; the Lager, the Lord Chesterfield Ale, and the Black & Tan. I don’t fuck with the light offerings – I drink enough of that swill “lite beer” when I’m at home in Phoenix grinding it out with 4.5 million of my closest and dearest friends in the desert. It’s a dry heat.
This morning in Pennsylvania it was all of, are you ready for this Phoenix, 58 degrees. The day I left Arizona it was 112. I set my AC at 80 in my house because that feels cold. Yes, I brought a sweater with me. And, yes, I’ve already worn it.
I’m a sissy.
Tour is off the chain. Cav is the man, hands down. Kid is like a rocket.
From: Dan F.
Subject: Anther one…
Big J –
Hey man, a local racer here in the Fort got tagged yesterday on a weekly lunch ride. From the initial emails that were flying around, I think some of us are happy that he is in ‘serious’ condition. He needs O+ blood and they are low or out of it at the human shop so I thought you might hit a few people that our local email lists have not. Here is a little more info…
I know you unfortunately probably get lots of these emails but anything you could do with it would be appreciated by Stuart, his family and the Fort Collins cycling crew.
On a lighter side, here is your boy Steve sometime before or after he put that stellar utube video together about sealing up your bike tires.
Thanks a lot and I hope you came across a Moser Leader frame since the last time we talked. Everytime I swing a leg over the race bike, I have to tell myself that I’m riding it because it’s light and stiff and that the Moser needs to stay on the wall today. It hurts man, it hurts.