Ghandi once said, "Carpe Diem!" If you don't understand all of that Indian shit, it means, "Seize the mother fuckin' day." So I feasted on organic steel-cut oatmeal and fresh local kumquats, grabbed the sparkling Cervie and did exactly that.
As I was grabbing the big bull by gnarly horns, everyone else must have been tucked snugly in their bassinets, sucking their little girlie thumbs. There wasn't a lot of lycra on the roads today. Shit, it wasn't the best day for a ride, but it felt great knowing that those dill weeds were sleeping it off while I was out in the bitter misty cold breaking the pavement apart. Those miles will undoubtedly pay off big-time at the first crit, boy-eee!
My fitness is totally perking up! My watts maxed out at 1352!
Daaang gurl! It was so damn hot.
1 comment:
Shit pedal stroke. I tried but my wheels sucked. If I had some better ones I would have owned those cat 5 bitches!!
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