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This is me, via my son who has less bank account wreckage in his life. Gah.
ninety one point five
Take your pick, distance or temp, more or less. The heat was hot and the ground was dry and the air was full of sound. I was testing out the […]
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And at the beginning of December, I joined the Distance Challenge: 1,250km. 776 miles, or around 180 miles/week. Did NOT think I’d do that. Wasn’t on pace to do it […]
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Staying up late blogging is bad for me. I get on the bike and my legs feel dizzy, woozy, lazy. They will still sprint for the lights if I order […]
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At some point in early 2015, Tank Girl’s brakes stopped stopping. I went to the bike shop desperate, at that point I was doing Fred Flintstone stops and my shoes […]
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In the beginning there was the BSO, and she was good. Or not, it’s possible she was terrible and I just didn’t know any better. BSO is a technical cycling […]
Cars make me fat and nervous. Riding a bike makes me resourceful and strong.
I have to write about this bike thing, even though in the process I’m going to have to admit to all manner of idiotic shit, in spite of which I […]
well
i seem to be either inspired or vigorously avoiding something so hard that it looks like inspiration. and i think i’m almost happy with how it looks for once & […]
shit.
why did i switch out themes at one thirty on a wednesday morning when this thing needs so much damn work. i assure you i have a prototype design and […]
and what if I just disconnected myself from every thing, just then?
but i didn’t, of course i didn’t. however i’ve successfully driven away anyone that might still be listening right? all quiet & dark now yes? ok good. anyway. i have […]