i've been thinking a lot lately about the joy of just riding my bike without considering heart rates, intervals, racing.just riding along relaxing like i did in college. escaping from the frisbees banging against my door, my roommate's ever present sorority sisters, my suitemate barging in, spoon in hand, requesting access to her tub of frozen cool whip stored in our frig because she didn't trust herself to store it in her own.
i would take the back stairs down to the bike rack and ride the nice long winding path from Isla Vista to Santa Barbara with my headphones on. i'd listen to al jarreaumornin little cheerios, mornin sister Oriole, Did I tell you everything is fine, in my mind.
i know -- very gey.
and everything was fine and gay as long as i was rolling along on my old bike with the worn leather saddle that fit my rump just perfectly.
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you said 'rump'
well shoot. i was going to say the same thing.
rump roast.
there's snow in those SB hills now
ooooh, i loved doing that ride. so pretty and rolly.
but i didn't do the al jarreau part ;-)
you have successfully used "rump" and Al Jarreau in the same post
congrats.
once you've gotten your rump broken into your saddle, it's best to stick with it as long as you can
you have successfully used "rump" and Al Jarreau in the same post
i do my best to please.
and bunny, i'm sticking with my rump.
snow's all gone now, ippoc, at least on the front country hills. it always melts pretty fast, cuz of the ocean thingy and stuff.
I hope to get to that point of riding for riding's sake one day.
Oh goodness, Al Jarreau. Haven't thought about him in a decade.
I'm feeling dated. Expired, even.
Now that you've used "rump" in your blog, you'll have to see if it affects your rating:
http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/blog_rating
Holy wow - iTunes U - Research Channel's Health and Sciences - little tears - of joy!
I wish I were kidding about that last bit, but . . ..
Thank you for telling me about this!
oh gooddie...i'm pretty excited too.
Hello how birdie,
so why is it when you get a ride that is just long, high and far you ask how high, how far, and how long? haa...haaa you're busted!
I love riding without caring about all that stuff too, but even better is when your buddies send you an elevation map and you get all proud with your bad self, Now that's pure joy.
and our map woulda had 4 bumps...
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