Hey DC peepulls.
Sometimes I am not smart in time to prevent spending money. So here’s how it went down:
I went done broke my Race Face cranks. Shucks. So I bought new ones. Yay. Spent lots o money. Good cranks, they are. About a month later, I realized Race Face has a lifetime warranty on those puppies. So now I’ve got the brand spankin’ new warranty cranks sitting here, and gosh darn it, I don’t have a bike to put them on.
So, they can be yours.
Comes with everything you see here. Free shipping to anywhere in the U.S.
Looks like these puppies are going for about $325 new with rings at your local shop. I’ll do them for $225 or best offer since there are no rings.
Comment on this post if you want them and I’ll get in touch with you.
In other news, I survived the east coast and somehow managed to get exactly no exercise besides lifting beers. I did visit the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, NY (read: about ten miles outside the middle of fucking nowhere) which was rad. Caught a quick snippit of a cross race in Cheshire, CT. Ate great Italian food (Waterbury, CT is where it’s at for good I-Tal food). And did not die a horrible, fiery death in an airplane (I’m a wee bit nervous around airplanes).
When I returned, I did the unthinkable: I climbed into the saddle…of an exercise bike at the gym. Jesus. Painful. If you sniff carefully enough, you can make out the smell of at least ten taints in the immediate vicinity. The gym is kind of gross, but since Flagstaff weather has been record-setting cold the last few days, I was just happy to ride the bike and baste in the hot tub seasoned with old men and sweat afterward.
Let that image sink in.
Speaking of taint, I need a recommendation for a good pair of bibs. I’d like something decent but not fartbox-punch expensive. Got recommendations?by