Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Personal Best



I rode my bike home from work today. It's only eight miles, but it is all uphill and it was 111 fucking degrees!

I'm pretty damn proud.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

also - furst.
again.

srsly - make sure you drink lotsa water, dude.

Rock Candy said...

Rode home from work, but not to work? Is it one of those neat-O bikes that fold up and fit in your briefcase like George Jetson's car?

111 = AC full blast in the car and a fluffy steering wheel cover to avoid burns. NOT riding a bike uphill for 8 miles....

Lavi D. said...

Rode home from work, but not to work?

The to-work was downhill eight miles in 90° heat - it just didn't seem that brag-worthy.

Doing it all again tomorrow, but the high sposed to be about 105°, I think.

D said...

Hey Ladies (Mz Scarlett and Candy) – easy on the calumny. Our Host™ may be an idiot, but bicycling has nothing to do with that diagnosis. Riding, even when it’s warm outside, is better than commuting in a little metal & plastic box trapped in endless congestion, trying to dodge cell phone talkers, avoid overloaded rock spewing trucks, evade the baby slapping soccer mommies, and generally steer clear of the homicidal road-rage maniacs.
8 miles is a nice jaunt and a dumb movie and this time allows our gracious Host to clear his mind, breathe some fresh if superheated air, get a bit of exercise, and perhaps take a few pictures to update his blog.

Rock Candy said...

All very well and good D but how do you take photos if you burn blisters onto your wittle fingers while holding onto handlebars in egg frying temps?

I think his riding his bike in that kind of heat is selfish on his part!! If he injures his picture snapping fingers who will supply us with the goods?

Rock Candy said...

Ok now I think that Anon Mahjong poster is actually hitting on me and not scummy.

Chocolate Motel eh? How did you know the right words to woo me with? *twitterpated*

Lavi D. said...

You know, if you reply to or comment about the Asian spam, then I can't delete said spam without ruining the continuity of the comments.

Who knows, I may be putting these comments up 20 years from now to show people how we used to rock the Olde Internette.

Lavi D. said...

Anon Mahjong

Chuckle

Rock Candy said...

on a side note....the chocolate motel may be the death of me as I just baked a chili (Serrano) chocolate pie and a chocolate pecan pie and of course I just HAD to sample them both!!

Eyes haz a tummy ache now.


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