- I took my first real ride Thursday night on the new-to-me Fetish Ankhs that Ken sold me. "Real" meaning "longer than it takes to ride halfway around our practice 'cross course and bend the wheel into a Haines Briefs shape." It was a night ride in and around the wilds of Crofton, a sublime use for a 'cross bike. To celebrate, I tried to hop an 8' curb. The front wheel got up and over nicely - and then landed in a soft depression. I felt it stick and looked down in time to notice (1) the front wheel was sinking into some ooze at a really inopportune time; and, (2) I was flying through the air doing a Superman imitation, except with few prospects for a soft landing at the end of the flight. So I went face down over the handlebars. A bike isn't really broken in until you've crashed it, so I was glad to get this one baptized so quickly. Oh yeah, it handles beautifully, a bit nippy for such a tall bike, and it weighs *much* less than the Cross Check. Thanks so much Ken...it's awesome. I only mention this minor crash because my stomach, ribs, elbows and neck still hurt.
How deep was the hole from the Rouleur's faceplant?
Oh, about this deep.
- Rolled about 42 on the fixed gear this morning, on the Cross Check which has been rejuvenated, or juvenated anyhow, back into a flip-flop-hubbed training/commuting WunderWagen. I enjoyed the usual fixed gear sensations - the quiet ride, the zen state, and most of all the searing pain in my legs that made me question whether there is a God.
- Thankfully, when I came home and browsed the web, I found definitive proof of the existence of God. He's real... and He's spectacular.
- And just to clinch my podium position in the Fatuous Bastard Eternal Damnation Sweepstakes*, there's this, compliments of Stevil Kinevil, at Swobo's How to Avoid the Bummer Life blog**:
* I sure hope God has a sense of humor because otherwise, I'm screwed.
** How to Avoid the Bummer Life is one of the most consistently funny bike blogs on the web. I tell you this because you would probably enjoy a bit more humor in your life, other than your spouse, kids and co-workers making fun of you for wearing lycra - which is humor but probably the wrong kind from your perspective. So enjoy!
*** Yes, this is an actual old Country and Western song.
3 comments:
In re Plastic Jesus. One of the best renditions EVER is in Cool Hand Luke. It also has one of the best ever car washing scenes ever filmed...then there's the egg eating scene...the man with no eyes...besides, Paul Newman was such a stud back then.
It's great to see the pope getting some quality exposure. I was beginning to think he was all show and no go, but over the past week you've shown him to be a utilitarian figurehead of papal magnitude.
Funny, I had Billy Idol's version on my player for my Saturday ride. Cool down music.
Boz
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