Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Crusty the cyclist
Yesterday I got one of those special treats that only hot and dusty places can offer. As work was winding down the skies began to darken and the winds began to blow. What this resulted in was a 30 mile ride home with a little bit of sprinkling followed by a gail of dust with a little bit of sprinkling followed by a gail of dust and so on and so forth. Here is a picture of a guy examining me while I'm stopped to take a breather.
Oh well, its good training, for what I don't know but when I was in the Marine Corps everything that was fairly miserable was labled "Good Training." Though I spent a lot of time slogging into the wind I also got to spend a fair ammount of time with a monster tail wind. I hit 36 mph on the flats...Wheee!