A Wake-up call and MOTIVATION
I was finishing up a 20+ mile solo ride plodding along after a looooong incline (can't call it a climb...but it still sucks it out of you), mind turned inwards, inane music playing in my head...when another cyclist blows past me and calls out "Good Morning!"
I screamed like a little girl! Startled the pooey out of me. If I'd been paying attention as, I should have been, I would have noticed his approach in my handy helmet mirror.
Adrenaline surge #1
and now for motivation....
Same ride. I was 4 blocks away from the house. I found out that, on the level, I can get up to 27mph on my bike! All it takes is a pit bull tearing out of a yard and giving chase.
I'm glad it wasn't older as I was able to finally get it away from me by squirting it with my water bottle.
BIG ADRENALINE SURGE!
Very fast for the fat guy...nothing but a vapor trail. (big BROWN vapor trail)
Hey, I'm just this GUY...you know?
>>>Team Critical Mess<<< (You mean it's not SUPPOSE to hurt?)
My nice new Nashbar Touring Build AKA "The Flying Avocadooooooooo!"
1998(?) Trek 700 Multitrack
1995 Trek 1220 AKA "Jimi"
Older Non-suspension Specialized Hardrock