A Road Ride By The Numbers...
1 hot ass day.
2 dead legs.
1 belly full of undigested double espresso made with Cyrious Java Attack Blend.
3 burps that let me taste said espresso again on the first big climb.
1 flat. Pssssssssssssssssssss. DOH!
1 prayer for my Co2 to work and not leave me in full Bikeman.com kit in the middle of nowhere.
1 Co2 prayer answered
3 snakes (2 dead, one soon to be dead since he was stretched the whole way across the road)
1 cyclist not giving shit about said snakes since he hates snakes.
1 tandem bike passing in opposite direction.
4+ dead ground hogs
2 road kills that looked like melted Wookies and smelled like Wookie's ass.
3 bottles (1 water, 1 Gatorade, 1 Gatorade with 2 scoops of Carbo Pro)
10+ nubile teen girls at charity car wash near red light.
1 "pervy perverson" (Wifey's word) looking at said nubile teen girls from behind the Tifosi Q3s.
1 "pervy perverson" (Wifey's word) thankful for the compression of lycra.
1 fully kitted Bikeman.com cyclist mistakingly waving to a car that was no doubt honking/waving at nubile teens NOT said fully kitted Bikeman.com cyclist.
1 very embarrassed Bikeman.com cyclist.
2:15 of ride time
1 tired ass ready to go home and chill.
2 sets of Ergon team issue grips waiting for me upon my arrival home.