I hate it when…
I pump gas, and then later pick my nose. Gives me a nice nauseous, dizzy feeling for the rest of the afternoon. I should consider washing my hands after a trip to the service station. Or maybe I could consider not picking my nose…nah.
I took out the Time Trial bike for the first time in anger yesterday evening. Timed myself on the Seekonk course, and took off 16 seconds from my time last week on the Campeon. I think I was holding back a little too because riding in the aero bars is all squirrley, and I’m not exactly used to that yet. So, I should be on track for some good times this summer once I get the setup a little more dialed in. I will say one thing, going hard on a TT bike isnt the most comfortable or pleasant experience, but it is very fast, and I guess that’s the point. My back hurts today.
Speaking of hurt…this guy that we race with, Chris Burke, got crushed by a RIPTA bus while riding his bike in Providence yesterday. I guess he’s pretty messed up, and in the hospital with a punctured lung, shattered collarbone, and probably some other broken bones too. I guess he’s really lucky in the grand scheme though, it could easily have been a LOT worse. I’ll probably go pay him a visit this weekend, because being in the hospital plain ‘ol fucking sucks.
