Today, the bike was fighting me a bit. I think that most avid cyclists and racers probably have a point in the early-season that is similar. Their feeling on the bike is awkward and unnatural. The melding of human and machine that will often happen after the adequate miles have been traversed seems nowhere to be found in these early days.
This ride was all payback for the last ride, I could feel it in just about ever pedal-stroke. If this bike (I usually refer to her as "Shirley") could express her feelings in words, or otherwise drop me a little note, it might go something like this:
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My Dearest JACKASS,
Yeah, keep smirking... |
I'm glad that my lack of snap and smoothness only added to the suffering you went through today, induced mostly by your half-ass physical condition. We all thought this year would be different... You neglected us on the indoor training grind in exchange for a few outings on those cross-country skis you purchased. Well a lot of good those did you! Don't even THINK about wrenching on me right now!!! Go carouse with your skis... maybe they need some wax or something!.. As far as I'm concerned right now, you can just talk to the hand(lebar)!!!
Shirley
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I made certain to stop a few times to snap some photos of her and try and get her good side ... and perhaps, if I'm lucky, get ON her good side. Right now though, I'm pretty much in the doghouse.
Nice. Don't go and bring her to us to try and get on her good side. It is too late. FEEL HER WRATH!!
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