down he goes!

Ate it this morning after blowing a tire on some road garbage on Montrose.  It wasn't the garbage that did it though, it was forgetting to clip out with my left foot as I rolled up to the sidewalk to check the tire.  Oops.  That was humbling. 

So the boy and I have matching knees now.

But I had my kit so a few minutes later I was on my way.  A little more self-conscious that usual maybe, but not terrible.  Between Father's Day and filtering my whiskey this weekend, I have quite a bit to look forward to.  Good times.

Current beer-scale: 8.1

get spoiled

I hear from a lot of riders that they'd rather have it dry and 5 degrees vs wet and 40 during the winter and spring.  And I think those people are out of their fucking minds.

I'll take wet and having to wipe a bike down after each ride any day of the week to having to wear plastic bags under two pairs of socks to keep my toes.  For the most part I quite enjoyed my ride this morning.

There was a slightly disturbing moment when I saw a car with a grocery cart stuck under it, only to get closer and realize it was someone's bike.  But the guy was up and walking around so he was (hopefully) mostly okay, and he had passed me rudely a few blocks earlier anyway.  Not saying he deserved whatever happened, but there are certain conditions that it doesn't pay to turn into a sprint, and a wet January morning is one of those times.

Still better than the train.

Current beer-scale: 7.8 w/some awesome Harp at home.

Cinematic

Yeah it still sucks out there.


Worse, I feel like I sprained my knee last night out with the dog and it's killing me right now. Riding to work probably didn't help but christ almighty is it sore.

The best part of the morning (other than calling 311 to get that fucking abandoned car towed when I finally got to work) was seeing someone else yelling at a car in the bike lane going down Wells and giving her a "well said" as I went by. That was fun, but I still can't wait to call it a week and have some drinks while I collapse on the couch with a compression bandage and some ice. Fantastic.

Current beer-scale: 5.3

Today put me over 900 miles since July

But who gives a shit b/c it was 35 degrees colder over a 24-hour period. Damn.

I need a smaller cog so I'm not hopelessly spinning to try and keep a decent pace. Although I might feel differently when the weather really changes. Guess I'll have to wait and see.

There's a new ND story in the paper that makes me sick to my stomach. Add that to my sinuses punching me in the brain today and having a few days off soon is starting to sound really great. I am disappoint.

Current beer-scale: 9.4 & Tuesdays suck

woof.

Not at my best this morning, after starting at 11 AM yesterday with a liter of strong boch and not stopping until around 1 AM this morning with mad hatter IPA's. Mix in some wrigley old styles and a coconut mojito w/dinner and it was a fun night, not a great morning. Oh well. I had some steam to blow off.

Current beer-scale: 0.01