Originally Posted by wattsy_rules
BTW Hitchy, I've been psyching myself up for the sprint to Frankston tomorrow. Wattsy gritts his teeth, closes his eyes and visualises the ride..."My thighs are made of steal, I will not give way at red lights, I will not let any schmuck into my spot...damn it where'd the pack go...wattsy visualises the lonely ride from Patto river to Frankston...

Why don't you just get up at 8:30, then wait for them at the Mentone Pub?