I'd respond, but I don't know what that meant.

Play on words...are you a vegetarian or.......... It was subtle.

I guess.

Very nice ride. 50 miles at recreational speed (13 MPH average) with a munchy stop. My wife dropped me off at the starting point and met a very good friend of hers. That seemed to give the Seal of Approval to the ride. Temps not as high as anticipated and no rain. And first ride of this distance when I didn't feel like I would need traction for a week. Life is good, at least for now......

Sinus infections s**k

It gets worse, just saw a post in the 41:

Better man then me, I am going to bed.

Following the faded organized ride route signs is a great way to save money and face by not having to keep up with anybody.

We know that using the adjective "recreational" modifying speed is an attempt to mask that fact that you had to dope to average 13 mph!

This is the first weekend for several weeks that I am not racing. The good news is that I am volunteering to work at registration for my clubs Pescadero Road race. The other good news is that I am going to a Rock Concert at the ATT Stadium this weekend.

Rocks don't make much noise at all, they just sit there. Sounds boring to me. Just called the police on my cat. He looked at me funny.

Got my office reorganized. Nice meatloaf sandwich for lunch too.

Who.

I could be but I doubt it. My wife's company is throwing a party for the employees and spouses (20,000) and the bash will feature several rock bands. It is a closely guarded secret. The last time they did this, we had Bob Dillon, the Eagles, Black Eyed Peas and Foo Fighters. Fergie looks as good in person as on TV and in pics. Theoretically, we could have the Who, the Stones, U2, Lady Gaga, Madonna and etc. It really depends on which bands are available. Dillon was good last year but I still could not understand a word he said. I am hoping for U2. That would be rad. THe Stones and the Who would be fabulous but are long shots.

Hold out for The Beatles.

Heat advisories tomorrow: heat index of 105. If I ride tomorrow it's going to be at 7AM. We'll see.

I thought you had to have one of those new-fangled I-phones for that Twitter stuff. My cell doesn't even have a camera.

Steaks are on the BBQ...medium rare in a few minutes. ;)

DAughter's off to summer camp, wife's leaving on AM for
three days, wonder what I should do with all that free time?

Rehab perhaps? Or at least detox.

A walk on a tar ball peppered Gulf coast beach yesterday has me thinking about how to go about working toward a car-free lifestyle.

What a weird sport. Tonite I got my butt kicked by a 75 y/o lady but got to pull a cute hippy chick along. Good times.

She's a doper.

While the cats away the mice will play.

Last Friday in Western PA, on a deserted country road, one of those red neck drivers slowed his pickup truck enough to pull along side and say "get the ***k of the road *******". I gave him the usual single digit salute and referenced that he should have intercourse with himself. A quarter mile up the road he pulled over to wait for me. I don't pack heat, like some of the 50+'ers claim but am considering for future rides in the area in spite of the added weight. As I pulled up to the POS pickup I, slowed, pulled up directly behind and took a picture of the license plate with my cell phone. The guy saw what I was doing and bolted in a cloud of dust and gravel. Yea, I'm bad ass and not stupid as my wife says.:D

Sweat drippin' days are here, makes one glad for an ice cold slice of juicy sweet watermelon.

Discretion being the better part of valor. :thumb: I started carrying a little pepper spray bottle with me just for such occasions.

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Finally got back on the bike last night and went for a hot sticky ride, at about 10 miles checked the garmin and realized I never hit start. Don't you hate when that happens? Best guess is alittle over 21 miles.

Nice job of thinking your way out of a sticky situation. :thumb:

You know, that makes sense. She had this weird look in her eye. It was creepy. I bet she got one of those testosterone patches: "You know, Doc, it's for my husband, he just doesn't quite function like he used to". The doc fell for it. TMI but I actually had my blood levels for testosterone checked, hoping that I would, you know, qualify for one of those patches I could use legally. My doctor said I was in "naturally occurring testosterone storm" and wouldn't prescribe it for me. Oh well.

While driving into work on the usual 33 minute commute I'm thinking how well things are going in my life. Then I start questioning myself why I never change the radio from channel 74, B B King's Bluesville. Is it OK to be happy and have the blues?