I just walked in the door from the Three Floyds Ride. I'm still pretty buzzed, considering 4 beers at the place and one on the road in the bike bottle. All my fat parts are cold - ass, stomach, love handles - whether this is due to the temperature outside or the fact that Danny and I ended up waiting for a few slow-pokes on the windy-ass Lakefront Path, I don't know. I do know that the ride was a blast, and I intend to repeat it next year, since I love bicycling and I love beer.
The ride down was pretty cool - I was getting tired by the time we got there, but I was also sweaty and probably pushing myself. The ride back, however, was all upwind. I was with the group, but then Danny got caught back with one slow rider, and I stopped to wait for him/them, and to take a leak. (Public urination on the return trip is a common byproduct of this ride.) Anyway, we kept with him, despite his need for breaks, until we got downtown, when he and Danny decided to hit a Dunkin' Donuts and I headed for home. It was drizzling slightly by the time I got back, but the "wintry mix" that was forecast never really materialized.
Anyway, the beer was delicious (as was the food) and I need to shower. Laura's supposed to come over later.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
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