“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming ‘WOO-HOO, WHAT A RIDE’.” ~Anonymous~
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Face the Wind
I picked up Zachary on the way home from work. He rode his bike to school in the AM but signaled for a ride and didn't want to face a headwind for 13 miles. I got home and changed, started out without my helmet and a low tire and did the full turn around home. It was windy. A quick storm passed and left a full pot of gold rainbow. I decide to make it a mission to take a picture of a barn, so headed out again. It started to get really dark outside and I didn't have my blinker. I got blazed by the slick snot Bucknellian roadies. There was a fierce head wind for the last five miles with stingy wetness. The wind was cutting me back and forth, so I had to clip out because I thought I was going over. Ahhhh..finally got home and soaking wet. The temperature had dropped 12 degrees, but nice while it was here.
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mannnn
your doe your bike
dang
dag
Wanna plan for a next Wednesday bike mission after work???
I was behind you again this week and saw vehicles who wanted to pull out in front you - especially at Wengers...jerks!
K
not sure of my on call schedule- i am on two nights next week though i am off next weekend!!!
i might try a ride this sunday if calls are few
dag
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