Ya, it was bad! There were just 5 HardyBreeds that showed up for today’s ride. Me, Jeff (NIL8) Williams, Robo, Vonnehman, and the Nemesis rode to the “T” and back. Gary peeled off before we hit Old Salem Rd., freightened of the possible downpour.
We did a paceline rotation out and back. I was positioned behind the Nemesis. He was wearing green and black cycling shorts that revealed a bad case of SWASS. I had to stare at the unmistakeable stigmata on his shorts until the turnaround. It wasn’t for the timid. I just kept singing Sir Mix-A-Lot and chuckling to myself. Come on Andy, when it is 123% humidity don’t wear the army green cycling shorts.
At the turnaround I switched positions with Jeff and all was good. It was a good thing Robo and Jeff were racing the next day because I was hurting on the way back. I had to skip 3 or 4 rotations to catch my breath. Otherwise I would have ridden by myself on the way back.
I ended the ride with 31 miles. A pretty good workout and a tatoo of Andy’s swass on my retina.
Swass
September 11, 2008 By
It is rather disconcerting to read about one’s own rear end on the Internet, irrespective of its condition. Nice to know you’ve got my back though.
I think I’ll wear those shorts when I team up with Dan at the Adventure Race next week. Should be enough to compel him to do most of the pulling out front.
I had to stare at your butt only because you kept getting out of the saddle on the hills and putting on the hurt. If you would have stayed seated and not gone as hard it would just have been your dirty, litle secret.