Archive | 2019

Limp Stomps

Time in the saddle has been nearly non-existent over the past month or so. Shit weather, some hours in the bike shop, family schedules, soccer matches, appointments, and an ongoing sprain in my foot has me spending way more time in the gym lifting heavy things for no reason rather than outside on my bike.

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Catchup, AGAIN??

Yes, more catching up. Sadly, this digital shit show is dying faster than I am, but that is not to say that I haven’t been doing stuff. I have been working more hours at the bike shop, hitting the gym nearly every morning and getting some rides in. Except when I’m not.

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Who Dis?

My excuses are longer than a porn star’s manhood. My slack is stronger than a pre-castrated bull. And my waistline’s girth and body weight are that of a Mart-Cart fatty with a basket full of Ding Dongs and Mountain Dew.

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Bizness

This past week was another busy one: There was time working in the shop, time shuttling B (and other neighborhood teammates) to soccer scrimmages and conditioning sessions, mind bender appointments, bike sales (goodbye Fatterson), family duties, house duties, a wedding anniversary (our 22nd), a birthday (my 48th), and some dirt road riding.

I won’t try to recap the week. It wasn’t that interesting, and I don’t have enough 48-year-old brain cells left to attempt to make it so. Instead, I will post some pics, say I’m mentally feeling good, physically looking like a walking sack of SPAM, and hoping for another week of riding, pedaling for pixels.

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