He is 22, or maybe 23.

My self delusion is firmly embedded in the finite range. Course, I'm an old mummy, and have a little firmer grasp on reality. So they say.

Under is the way. Earbuds as well.

Helmet comes off and glasses and music stay. It's magic.

Mrs. LAJ is veg, as well. She says she can tell the difference between fried, boiled, baked, or whatever else they do to tofu. I have it in hot and sour soup, and I'm not real sure why it's there.

It's raining here (and will be through Wednesday), so I'll just go hit some Zwift and make sure I beat your distance total by .1 miles.

If you can't beat the zwifters, join 'em.

Yes, it is really scary. Characteristic of all the quinolone category of antibiotics.

I had the same thought after trying the chipotle sofritas.

Thought they messed up the order and left it out or something.

I despise tofu.

Why, oh why, do people insist on citing the exceptions that prove the rule?

Cheer up. There's always golf! :D

Was on the fence (!) about riding today until I saw that [MENTION=351576]Heathpack[/MENTION] edged out my climbing total by a few hundred feet.

Hope she's sailing today. :innocent:

Lemons, arugula, thyme, garlic and shallots.

Brent, the guy that crashed yesterday, used to race with us. Early forties, kids and really involved in their sports.

Checked his FB page and he looks to be in good spirits. Destroyed everything he was wearing and probably his bike in the final sprint. The fact that he could type a long post from ICU is encouraging.

I must have missed something in my reading comprehension class. I was led to understand that funny thing at the end of a sentence indicated a question was being asked. Another drawback of being a mummy that goes in circles, I guess. My memory just isn't what it used to be.

I despise guacamole.

You have just never had it made right. ;)

I forget it's in hot and sour soup. It seems to work there, but I agree, I'm not sure why it's there.

Does Mrs. LAJ eat sea creatures? My wife eats sea creatures and calls that vegetarian. Maybe she's a recovering vegetarian.

My friend from the east coast calls avocados "alligator pears." I love em!

[MENTION=443325]Scarbo[/MENTION] is obviously still upset about getting his ass kicked by a Masters racer.

Haha--that's never happened nor likely to! :D

Mrs. LAJ never in her life enjoyed a sea creature. She won't even eat fish oil pills, because she hates the taste of fish, and all other water living beasties. Her loss, and more for me.

You live in Burbank? You have pretty easy access to tons of climbing there in the San Gabriels!

Up here, you'd have to work hard not to rack up four or five thousand feet of climbing just about anytime you went for a ride--more often than not, a lot more.

Relax--your comprehension is fine and you don't need to take a beet pill.

I was lumping in the earlier comment made by the guy who had torn his Achilles, also while in his 20s; and to sort of preempt further nonsense along these lines. ;)

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I keep a spare DR hanger for my MTB in my camelbak bag. That and several quick links for the chain. Not much weight penalty for that stuff and a multi tool. I'd be pretty surprised if there was a spare hanger anywhere on that island for your bike. One ride getting nuked would stink, but losing a weekend of destination riding would absolutely stink.

That was standard back in the '50s and I assume before. There are two main varieties, the wrinkled, dark green or brown Hass type from the West Coast and the smooth, shiny, lighter green Caribbean variety. When I was a kid, all we got in Louisiana were the Caribbean type. The Caribbean ones are where the alligator pear name came from. Popular in Florida, especially the Keys and all along the Gulf Coast through Louisiana. Nowadays you hardly see them, because they don't make good guacamole, and because the California/Mexico agricultural juggernaut dominates our food sourcing. They have less oil than the Hass and make a watery dip. But they are great in every other way. Generally larger than the Hass too. Because of the low oil content I suppose, we used to mash them with mayonnaise to make them creamier. That was long before anyone east of Texas had even heard of guacamole.

There are lots of jumps, but on my advice we bypassed most of them. Borrowed bike and beginner rider and all. I think learning jumps is way easier on a hard tail, anyways.