Did a recovery ride yesterday, snail slow. I flatted at about 1 kilometer into the ride and almost threw in the towel. I slowly changed my tube due to my lack of mechanical skills and rode back to the house to check the tire pressure. Back to 110psi and I was out the door, again. Went up to forest park to do some cruisin around and ended up riding about 20 miles or so. oh, also hit the gym to to back and shoulder before the ride.
Today, damn my back is sore. I am trying not to overwork my sweet muscles in the gym but seems like no matter how little I lift I am sore as hell. Back on the bike today and rode up to Fo Po again and met Adam. My pace of course immediately picked up and within about 2 minutes we were screaming up a hill at 28mph. Why do I ride with this guy again? We eventually tired of riding continuous loops and shot up to Clayton and stopped in at Fit Pro to oogle at all their gadgets. Its like high quality bike porno. Also, the Dogfish team kit came in today!! Stoked to throw my 20dolla nashbar jersey to the ground and pretend to be a real team cyclist. Never raced a damn day in my life but I sure look like I do now. Anyways, the kit is great, really comfortable and slides on like a lambskin condom but looks even better. Rode about 30 miles today with a few good efforts. Gonna try for the century on Sunday but don't know if the girl will be to happy about that considering it is one of the only days off we have together. But shit, man, I gotsa ride my bike.
ps. Forward this to 1,000 people in the next 30 seconds or you will be eaten by syphillitic rabbits.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
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