Saturday, January 10, 2009

balls

Just want to get some ideas down in writing here... I'm maybe thinking that cycling isn't my scene. I'm just too down with heavy desserts and cheese dishes. So I might end up directing my laser-like training focus on a new passion: elite kickball. I'm not sure how this is going to play out, but it might be time to start hitting the gym, doing some mad single-leg squats to build up that kicking power. Also I'm gonna need to sell my bikes, buy a tricked out beach cruiser and some yeller cleats.

On the other hand, I did just spend four months getting up a hour before daylight to ride my bike, maybe I should stick with it. I guess that means I need to trim the face fur, it's getting out of hand.


Could this be me in a year?