Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Stage 15 Work Out: Booze and Speedos

I didn't ride yesterday. Had a ton of work to do and just didn't feel like taking the time to do one of the local loops. And the evening is out since I'm doing the solo parent gig again this week. So I killed two birds with one stone by watching the Tour and hitting the treadmill for an hour with the incline maxed.

To make the whole experience seem more real, I got totally drunk off my ass ('Wanna beer? It's 10 o'clock in the morning! Scotch?), put on some Euro Speedos and trotted along screaming "ALLEZ! ALLEZ! ALLEZ!!!" as I watched. Of course the alcohol killed the calorie burn, the Speedos chafed my thighs, and Andy dropped a chain, effectively loosing the Tour de France unless he pulls something special out of his bony Luxembourgian Ass on Thursday. FAIL.

Since I got a lot done yesterday, today was freed up to hit up some roads of varying surfaces on the El M. I wanted to use the Campeon today, but was in no mood to listen to a creaking bottom bracket for 2 hours, so I just whirled along on the mountain bike. No worries, a bike is a bike and I can suck at road riding I'm on a road bike or a mountain bike. I do plan to get the bike in the shop for some work tomorrow though.

ANOTHER dog incident today. Farm road, no one around. Here comes a dog running out of a field. Standing in the road barking at me. No collar, not tags, NOTHING. But, I will say he was a good dog. No snaps at me, and once I presented him with some simple pleas to let me by he moved over and let me pass. Good dog.

Nice 2.20 in the saddle, no dog bites, no hangover and no Speedo crotch issue.

Later.

PS- Just to be clear to anyone that didn't realize I was joking, there was NO alcohol involved with my morning on the treadmill, and NO I was not wearing a Speedo. I think Wifey hid it before she left for the week, knowing full well I would attempt something like this. Or wear it to the public pool to entice the lay-deeeze.

posted by Jason @ 8:37 PM   2 comments

2 Comments:

At 9:02 AM, Blogger Metro said...

BUZZ KILL: Why did you have to clarify the Speedo thing before I even got a mental picture. Wait…..Thanks for clarifying the Speedo thing before I got a mental picture.

Peace,
Metro

 
At 9:07 AM, Blogger Jason said...

Just my PSA duty for the day. Now if I could get this thong dug out of my sphincter I'd be gold.

 

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