Never did much of anything before anyone else, per se. I have been riding fixies longer than most kids here in Munich have been off their mommas tit, for sure. Most things I get a late start. Drinkin’, sex, Le Tour… All the things we cover here more or less, i got introduced to by friends after they ‘had it all figured out’.
Let’s just say I’m getting a late start on the season here. 33km isn’t so much. Neither are 675 meters of climbing. (20 miles and 2200 feet of climbing for you non-metric fuckers.) But for me, who has logged more miles walking than in the saddle so far this summer, it’s gonna hurt.
So there ya go. Maybe you’ll get a race report, maybe you’ll get a whole steaming pile of nothin’ and like it; asking for more seconds like, “Please PLEASE tell us more about the non-event that is your racing season…”
Get used to the abuse, ladies. I’m not goin anywhere, I’m just resting up. Just sharpening my knives for when the fight really starts. Guns for show; knives for a pro. Big shiny fuckoff ones.
edited to add : Course link. Get yer GPX and profile info here, if you give a shit.by