Up and at ’em early on a Sunday. Sleep is for pussies. Straight up got my ride on.
This is the nearest I’ve been to a ski lift in years. Earn your turns, son.
I turned down an invite to a brutal group ride on what, by all accounts, may be the hottest day of the year here in Flagstaff. They’re saying it will hit 98 today. 90 mile ride with 5,000 ft of climbing? Half of it 2,000 feet lower (and hotter) than here? Nah. I’ll pass.
And I say that only because it would kill me. I’m not much looking to die today. Just dance with the devil in the pale moon light.
I even stopped on the way down to snap this pic, Strava segment be damned. I notice this view every time I do this decent. And I think of it, sometimes, on about a Tuesday afternoon when I’m knee deep in the shit, sitting behind a desk, getting that money. We do what we can, right?
I’ll look at this photo next week. It will focus my efforts and get me through. I’ll be back next weekend, and I’ll see that view again.
The bike, she always waits.by
Good job and good shot. Wish everything was that simple.
Awesome view. Been hot as a mofo in Colorado as well. Got some miles in on sweet single track before heading back east. Shoulda hit up D2 since he’s on front range
Love the domenic’s sticker. Funny enough, I’ve got one on an old specialized as well.
I’ve heard that the cool kids run a cork in their drop-bar ends and tuck a lil pinner and 1 strike-anywhere match in there. For safety’s sake. I’m not sayin, I’m just sayin.
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