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Originally Posted by Ophir  Dood, please don't say "bike" around me. It makes me depressed. I have been living the celibate life and on the road too much (I have been dating my bike for years. She is a great companion, never complains and always up for a ride.) My carbon darling is hanging upside down from the storage unit rafters. I've managed to get out on my folding cross bike a bit (I'm cheating on the carbon darling too. Don't tell anyone. I'm thinking of becoming Mormon so I can have both!)
I'm in the middle of IOE and then me, my VW Westy, all my bikes, and all mountain gear, are heading the FAT to be close to the Sierra's for the summer. In the meantime, I'm developing plantar faciitis from running too much. |
Uuuhhhh. . . . We really, really need to find you a woman. I bet you talk to your bike too. (Of course I caught myself talking to the Brasilia once in a while.)