..... Dragging strays around west Marin. Man, pull through. I am an injured, man. Just sayin'. Got a lot done today, though, slowly. I got one speed right now and it appears to be fast enough to catch and pass and instigate fools into suckin' some serious wheel; and we are not talking about a good wheel. My rear wheel is akin to a wheel of stinky cheese, thick enough you have to cut the aroma with a knife, and you surely wouldn't want to be eating out from under there. And my sweat....dude on a group ride with me once asked if it was raining...the reply...na, that's hayrider's sweat. I am that gross. Fast as the speed of smell. Anyway. I got out early and froze the stink off my taint. It was chilly sauce out there. But any ride is a good ride. Next, I put on my hot tub repairman hat, followed that up with cutting a good dude a good deal on the SS 29er; one less arrow in the quiver. She will be missed but seems to have gone to a good home. The Sponsor and littlest and I then ran so many errands my poor ole bunion and sprained toe started flaring up. I sucked up the errands, pulled down some Xmas lights, and partake...ed of the usual household ablutions and am finally bad feet up and watching some bowl game action. All in, a good day.
Got a plan. Chillin'slow and low until at last the end of February in an effort to heal completely. Shit, I may even stretch that out until the end of March or April if need be. Though I would really like to start racing the road in April and, who knows, I may even partake in a mountain bike race or two this coming season. See how the dogs heal. So, no off road for me for a while, hence the release of the SS 29er, and for some reason I am looking forward to logging some long slow miles on The Good Wife. The last three days have been relatively painless, though I am still unable to stand and climb or sprint out of the saddle. I guess I will just sit and spin like a good little bitch should.
Out!
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