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Wednesday, March 26

Sticking a pin in it

Just because it's what I'm doing and what I'm gonna do and something more excite later this week (that mebbe, this is my Saturday plans:

The annual dad joke on wheels and literally hot dog fueled event is once again a thing to do.  It's fun.  It's hard.  It lasts the better part of a day.  It ends with beer in the sun.  I may have a chance to make a perfectly fine bike better and/or worse before the week is out (depending on the timeliness of a UPS delivery and my desire to take on yet another poorly timed "upgrade"). 

Also, there's this:

I told myself that after finishing last year, that was enough.  I did it on my noodle bar shifty bike because the year that I got hypothermia and quit (on my single speed) was stuck in my craw for too long.  

I wanted to ride with a frand all day long last year, and that didn't pan out, so it just became something to do so I could say it had been done.

Well, then the 108 mile route gets chopped (due to Helene damage to the Blue Ridge Parkway?) down to 85 miles and a frand says "you wanna do this?" and I say "yeth" because I convinced myself the only hard part was the ride up to the Parkway (duh) and then I also decide that I need to do it on the Vertigo Meatplow V.7 with garvel wheels and tires (or just garvel tires on MTB wheels?) and I order tires better suited to the duties of the day and now I'm fully committed.  I'm just going to assume that freezing rain only falls on the Parkway.

I look forward to spinning out a 32X18 on the way outta town and getting passed by people with huge hydration packs and fat bikes again...

And then hopefully catching them all back when things go up and down.

Of course, all of this is just training for...

Of course, everything is training for PMBAR.  

EVERYTHING.

But first, this:

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

you look a lot like Jim Carrey when you eat hot dogs.