The horribleness begins

It's just after 5:00 a.m. on Saturday the 17th, my bike stuff (including some blang wheels I borrowed from Michael) is prepped and ready to go, the forecast is 92 and windy with a chance of thunderstorms, and I'm still trying to convince myself that this was a good idea. Even though it means carrying a few more grams, I'm putting a disposable camera in my jersey pocket. There are lots of pictures of the ride, but no one ever takes pictures from the ride.

1 comment:

OleNelson said...

"Grams"? Since when did you become a Commie metric user?