We had a bit of a delay outside Brazil on the way home. This was the view for an hour and a half or so.
More than once I have been out on a ride and been approached by a roadie who hasn't had a clue about something such as brake adjustment, or even repairing a tube in the rain...
Dream. Dare. Do.
Dream. Dare. Do.
...bikes come and go. When i was living up in the California foothills, I finally realized I was too afraid of the
occasional crazed, toothless, pick up driver to ride road up there, and gave all the road bikes away.
You'll get another one when the time is right. Or maybe you'll keep it as therapeutic. I'm glad you're still alive, even as a mess.
Heck, out of 65 years, I bet I spent at least twenty of 'em as a mess .
Originally Posted by The Australian Book of Atheism
I have saddle blisters on my..a**. Maybe I should have worked up to the 40 miles, instead of doing on my 3rd ride for May, but this has never happened before. I even rode out of the saddle quite a bit. Time for better shorts and a little time before I get back on the bike. Ain't no way I'm using cloth and duct tape back there to protect the blisters.
"Of course you eat too much" (Looigi) There are things people say that are so true you can never forget the wisdom. I still eat too much. Without denial.
Awarded 2014 Billy Madison "Ultimate Insult" by jsharr. Must have been something about my rambling, incoherent response...
Time for the Weekly Wednesday "Usual Suspects" club ride. Looks like rain is coming so I think we will shorten the route a smidge.
I had pulled the Roubaix out of rotation for cleaning/maintenance, but have not started to take it apart yet, so it is the designated rain bike today.