Well a few weeks ago my computer died, and I found out the motherboard and/or processor was completely bad. I had to go into sf a day yesterday to get a new computer(windows vista is annoying). So I decided I actually had to do something if I didn't want to pass out from boredom. I went out to a thing with friends, wore my pink shirt, and had a great time. Everyone loved the pink shirt, but naturaly people can't help but make fun of my skin tone and how it matched my pink shirt.
So I got a call from the bike shop I had boughten the road bike from. The guy asks me if I still want them to hold the bike, for some reason he seems to think I've only put a 100 down. I told him I put another 310 down, and I have the receipt to prove it. Hopefully that got taken care of, because I never followed up.
So I wanted to go mtbiking. I almost lost my fire to go mtbiking and I thought road was going to take over when I got my new roadie, but I thought wrong. I got to my friends house and he was in the process of trying to fix his rear wheel which had 3 broken spokes and a flat tire. His neighbor walked over, and started chatting with us. I showed him my mtb, he started hysterically laughing and going "Nice Frankenbike!!!!", bastard. After almost an hour of talking somehow we started talking about road bikes and I had told them what I was going to get. I then went on to tell them how I was going to put platform/clipless on the bike, and they both freaked out. My friend was like "WHAT???", and the neighbor started laughing and thanking me for the great story he now will have to share with the bike buddies at the shop. They both went on laughing and cracking jokes, they couldn't believe I'd put any form of platform pedals on my road bike.
After ride "self portrait", I was dizzy.
Weee!!!!!! Cruising down the hill. We just had walked up a section called the mile, and we were going to try to do the crack before we went down the mile. I went ahead and somehow ended up off in the distance while my friend was putting the camera away. I was standing there watching him, and he get's on his bike and instantly goes over the handle bars. Poor guy.
"attempting" to carry my bike up a ledge on the crack.
This is a section of the mile, we were having a hard time riding the very first section of the mile. I tried, bailed off the bike, and tried again. But wasn't working so well.
Got a little bit of air off a bump in the trail.