.... is not really real. oh the little tattoo on the mid-drift of our young waitress is, but the "challenges of racin" is not. So sometimes I forgo all that racing is and just ride. Its all sorta crazy and for fun, right? The races on cobbles. Running carring your bike. Real pain from real broken bones and road rash. I don't mind giving up some fitness or speed to do what I want. I love to ride. Make it a death march, or you know when your in on the trainer I could be out on my cross bike hammering away in the rain day. Or just a nice Mountain bike ride with friends. Went out with Tony and Donny, both are new to mountain biking but are picking it up quick. We rode for a good bit at wiss. and then hit Main st. for a nice cold beer and a good amount of laughs.
The building of the big Henry ave bridge.Saw george , Harlan, and Brian J. at sometime out on there bikes. Just a good day. Here's to training. Cheers, dlowe 7
What a mixed up posting, oh well here is some more. Try out this album, its sorta like toady's post, ...? See you at the peep eating tonight at Dawsons St. Pub.
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