Chill (An AKA Post)

I had some grand ride plans today. By "grand" I mean I was going to go outside for a ride. But new snow, B-Man entertaining (AKA being a Dad), and a working at home Wifey made taking the time to kit up, drive to, do 2 hours, etc., and be miserable seem dumb. So I did a quick 1+ on the trainer.

I actually like the work out I did today. It combines some big ring, "I think I popped a 'rhoid" stuff, with some weight and core circuit stuff a couple times. NO it's not riding, but workouts like this still make me feel all fuzzy on the inside and sweaty and stinky on the outside. That sort of sounds like a really freaking gross candy bar...

"Mmmm, I love me some ChamoisBarz®, smooth white stink and b.o.
on the outside and vurp-elicious fuzz on the inside..."

After that, B-Man and I went over to ProBikes. I wanted to get a new heart rate monitor to help kill the boredom of the trainer, and maybe look at some cool weather/wet weather jackets. Well as luck would have it Jesus Jason (who is looking very UN Jesus these days with short hair and no beard) gave me the hook up on an old REAL basic model he had around. So with money saved there, I shopped guilt free for a jacket.

As luck would have it ProBikes is an Endura dealer and I love me some Endura gear. Upon searching the racks I found one jacket that came in at around $300 (no thanks) and a few others, but then I saw the Windchill..... OMG! I fell in love with the fit and it's features.

It's TITZ! First it fits more like a heavyweight water/wind proof jersey than a jacket, it looks fine and has a bunch of nifty features that I dig. BTW I got the red, cause I dig red.

1. Chest pocket, rubber iPod earphone hole and tethered eye glasses wipe inside.
2. Three rear pockets and one zipper pocket.
3. Zipper underarm vents.
4. It looks sweet.
5. It's Endura.

All the better- since I can't seem to shake the need to race (AKA pay large amounts of cash to completely destroy myself on the bike and come in mid pack or worse, usually worse) in 2010 (along with xxxmag.com, AKA me!) I will be sponsored by ProBikes again, and thus got a "good face discount" AKA they knock cash off, and make high zoot, titzy as all get out stuff affordable to a schlep like me. Thanks PB.

As a bonus, B-Man and I got to see/hear Timmy (AKA Little Ball of Hair) blow a Nokian Studded tire off a rim while seating it like 2 or 3 times (Cursed Bontrager wheel!), and enjoyed temporary hearing loss, Tim gritting his teeth to not curse in front of B-Man (thanks Tim) and seeing Stans goo fly over the work area like it was the set of a gay porn. Yikes. After the 3rd try, dude got it though. Or at least I think he did... we got the hell out of there while we still had hearing and faces sans spooge.

All in all, a good day. Got a work out in and got to spend time in the bike shop with my boy and some friends. NOT to mention I got me a sweet ass jacket.

Stay tuned tomorrow for the FYI post which will more than likely be followed by some GFY comments.

Later.