So, I think I posted about six hours ago something about best laid plans. Yeah, so I pulled into the driveway and realized that my new book that I was going to start tonight is sitting on my desk. So I guess I’ll be starting that book tomorrow night.
Now I’ve got some free time on my hands so I thought I’d scour the internet so my fellow cycling, running and triathlon brothers and sisters could have a laugh…
The guy in the banana hammock is priceless:
How did your first time on rollers turn out? His, not so good:
The Slow and The Moderate:
Have you ever wondered why you can ride for weeks and your tires are fine, then you leave your bike sit for a week and the tires are dead flat?
Now I don’t usually stop to check out the scenery when I’m riding. I’m concentrating on keeping my speed up or conquering a hill or making the most of a downhill stretch. Rules were meant to be broken.
Maybe those Canucks have the right idea…at least till my daughters are old enough to look like that. At such a time, anyone oggling them will be dirty old men. But then that would mean the future me would think that the current me is a di…
Oh crap, I think I just tore a battleship sized hole in the time continuum.
Sorry about that.
Oh no you didn’t…
That’s one hell of a kit, baby.
How can you tell these two are married?
If they were only dating he’d be driving.
If you don’t have a rack on your bike, improvise… On second thought:
Dammit, that’s dedication:
That’s gotta be a $4,000 bike! On the back of a $380,000 Lamborghini.
And finally: 117 Ways To Tell If You’re A Triathlete. (This is absolutely hilarious)