Two of the racer types invited me out to dinner tonight.
After a 40 kilometer ride.
Without telling me they were taking me to dinner 10 mostly uphill kilometers away.
While yesterday, in two theoretically unrelated incidents, the manager of the one bike shop was "helping out with the headwind" by teaching me how to ride two inches behind his rear wheel and the manager of the other bike shop challenged me to a "how fast can you go?" sprint.
[email hidden] wrote: :: Something smells funny and it isn't my gloves. :: :: Two of the racer types invited me out to dinner tonight. :: :: After a 40 kilometer ride. :: :: Without telling me they were taking me to dinner 10 mostly uphill :: kilometers away. :: :: While yesterday, in two theoretically unrelated incidents, the :: manager of the one bike shop was "helping out with the headwind" by :: teaching me how to ride two inches behind his rear wheel and the :: manager of the other bike shop challenged me to a "how fast can you :: go?" sprint. :: :: -M
No conspiracy afoot... you've been promoted to the "A" team. Enjoy the company.
I enjoy the company. But I don't want to turn into one of those spandex wearing freaks who spends three hours a day on her road bike. Wait a minute, I already _have_ turned into one of those spandex wearing freaks. Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.....
What do you call it when you get to the point where dreary cold rainy afternoons have become a good excuse to go hang out at the bike shop? Or when you leave your friends at the one bike shop for the express purpose of going to hang out with your friends at the _other_ bike shop?
What do you call it when you get to the point where dreary cold rainy afternoons have become a good excuse to go hang out at the bike shop? Or when you leave your friends at the one bike shop for the express purpose of going to hang out with your friends at the _other_ bike shop?
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Will said:
No conspiracy afoot... you've been promoted to the "A" team. Enjoy the company.
I enjoy the company. But I don't want to turn into one of those spandex wearing freaks who spends three hours a day on her road bike. Wait a minute, I already _have_ turned into one of those spandex wearing freaks. Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.....
What do you call it when you get to the point where dreary cold rainy afternoons have become a good excuse to go hang out at the bike shop? Or when you leave your friends at the one bike shop for the express purpose of going to hang out with your friends at the _other_ bike shop?
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Will said:
No conspiracy afoot... you've been promoted to the "A" team. Enjoy the company.
I enjoy the company. But I don't want to turn into one of those spandex wearing freaks who spends three hours a day on her road bike. Wait a minute, I already _have_ turned into one of those spandex wearing freaks. Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.....
What do you call it when you get to the point where dreary cold rainy afternoons have become a good excuse to go hang out at the bike shop? Or when you leave your friends at the one bike shop for the express purpose of going to hang out with your friends at the _other_ bike shop?
Being on the road to having a boring life?
I'm _still_ on term break (will it never end?). Most of my few foreign friends are either out of town or out of the country. Two of the four foreign friends that are in town are bike people. My local Chinese friends who aren't bike people are heavily skewed towards students who are also on term break and also out of town.