Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Bonk Is A Four Letter Word

Bonk is a four letter word~

It is really cold and wet out here.

Why do my legs feel so heavy?

My winter bike is so much harder to ride.

I sure wish I put those chemical warmers in my booties before we left.

Just keep turning the pedals...

What is that feeling in the back of my stomach? Hollow. Cavernous.

Seriously!? Where is the buddy flap on that bike?

Nothing like a three and half hour cold shower. With some Belgium toothpaste to keep my breath minty fresh.

What the fuck am I doing here?

Just keep turning the pedals...

Hail!? HAIL!? Now I wish I had my glasses back on.

I'm dying...

That ditch looks as good a place as any to curl up in...

Why are all these people still talking to me!? Smiling even... Can't they tell I'm in the seventh ring of hell!? Leave me alone! I want to die in piece....

Please don't leave me!

Where am I? I haven't recognised the last three turns.

Just keep turning the pedals...

You'll eventually get there.

Work hands, work!

Am I dreaming? This must be a dream...

Just open the Ziploc bag. There is food in there. Tear it with your teeth if you have to. Just get to that sustenance.

Do I know anyone that can pick my up? SSHW? No. The boys? No. You're almost home.

You know the way home. Even at 10 miles an hour its less than an hour.

Just keep turning the pedals...

Has my brain ever been this hazy before?

I have to 'paper boy' up a hill I've gone 17 mph up before. Really?

Thank you God, for these little down hill sections.

Almost home, almost home.

Just keep turning the pedals...

I made it.

Rubber side down,

Big E

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