WTF ?

So a buddy from the team is talking about this wicked out-of-town bike race this weekend, and I was all like, yea, I'm gonna do it and he's like I didn't see your name on the sign up and I'm like, well, I just decided to do it when you were talking about it right now. Because if legs are being shredded, I want to be the f-ing cheese grater. Or whatever.  

And I know I can beat this dude. I mean, he's skinny as all hell, and mangy-lookin', and doesn't even have a Cervelo. Well, he says how are you going to do it if you aren't signed up and I'm like, I'll sign up the morning of. Then he says, tough kittens, the race has been closed for like a month or something. Shit ... I would have won my Cat, I just know it. 

Anyway, the weather looks like it will be better for showing off on the bike around here this weekend anyway. I look forward to slipping on my new jersey and pedaling my ass all over town. I mean, I usually dress pretty damn snappy, and I am elated to be able to bring my exquisite stylin' to the bike too. Oh, the chicks will dig it. Check it: