I was a f***ing cyclo-maniac for halloween!
Seriously...I just got back from seeing SawIII. It's kickass, go watch it, squeam, and imagine Tarantino crying himself to sleep tonight, because he is.
Back to teh subject, me converting to beast form....
OK, so I was going home, and I felt really good....as if I didn't have enough gearing on my Talus....so I'm blasting down teh streets spinning happily on 44-14, and feeling NO resistance on the pedals....I finally got it up to 44-11....bliss, total bliss.
Then, I had to play stop-n-go for all the halloween party drunkards...that's alright, I got to see some pretty hot looking women moving around. Laughed quietly as some woman with ridiculously high heels was stumbling about (think fetish heels....I swore the sole of her foot was vertical). Then Valhalla.....
SCENIC ROAD.....THE BRICKTRAP! This is a long all brick, and uneven at that, road. For some reason, I just had this urge bubble up inside of me...and before I knew it, I was spinning 44-11 on brick...the bike is slamming up and down, half the time I'm airborne...absolutely terrifed, and absolutely loving every second of it!
Sadly this was the fastest mile I have ever done, on any bike....I'm pretty sure I came close to 30mph if not broke it on that road....I never even saw the blocks go by....it was just me, and the chaotic rumbling of the bricks rattling as I flew over them.
I am an adrenaline junkie, and this is my manifesto.
(and yes, this moment is a "clean, as in PG" Bicycle smile
edit: and my thighs are delightfully numb right now!