SO I asked if he was going to wear the fat bastard jersey that I had bought him (what a deal, $19). He said yes so I figured I'd wear mine and go as Team Fat bastard today. Glad I went, it was pretty good. A bit on the dark side, couple of dirty underpasses (rain debris) but other than that it was pretty nice.
Jose did some good work at the front. It was cool as we both held a steady pace and in the end it worked out well with the 17.6. Jose looked pretty strong so I was happy that accelerating up those stupid little ramps today was much easier and I could feel my legs coming back. Man what a difference when you don't ride. At least today I could feel my quads react and contract when I pushed. Heck, last few week felt they felt like twigs when I tried to respond.
So anyway, had a good time and happy with the ride.Did see Tony at the coast and had a short chat. As well as Ron and Dixie heading to the coast as we were heading home. Boy they must have started late.
Some guys really crack me up though. One dude we ran into at Edna Park, wearing all black, tall thin skinny guy looking pretty fit. We headed off to the coast then he hopped on the back for a second. Next thing I know he sprints around like a madman and gets far ahead, like 100 yards. I was up front and shouted to a couple of other guys that we were passing, two of us. They said OK then as I passed, they cut off Jose and tried to keep my wheel. I don't think that was going to happen but I did notice Jose was behind them. They lifted the pace and blocked Jose so he couldn't get around. Dammit! I had to sit up and wait til he could make his way around. Finally he gets around then we regroup, the guys never caught up and couldn't keep up so they fell behind.
But the dude in black got way ahead. I thought wow he's fast but then saw him fading. We didn't lift the pace but catching up quickly. Then we roll by him and I shout on yer left. But he sticks on the side of Jose not letting him pass. OK whatever! He stayed there for a bit then fell back anyway. Once to the wooden bridge near the coast he was nowhere to be seen. Wow, after he displayed that fireball sprint, I almost expected him to stay somewhat close but he didn't so I had to laugh. Later he pulls up at the coast and mutters something with an embarrassed type smirk on his face. He sat there for a bit then took off. These guys are hilarious ha ha! I think he underestimated the Fat Bastard Jerseys ha ha!
Fat Bastards! :-P
Tony is the only guy I know who color coordinates his jersey with the restroom doors! ;-)
Yes, I got in my exercise and Gina sat out again. I did have THE TALK with her last week about getting her butt back on the bike but again she bribed me with a swim later and a visit to the jacuzzi. I have a hard time resisting those kinds of offers. :-P
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