Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Intervention.

Ahhhh... the end of the season. A couple of months off to do all the things that slip through the cracks when daily life revolves around work, family and training with eyes on the Big Race.
I've really enjoyed sleeping in and spending time at home. I was tired when I got back from Canada, but 2 months later I can't really claim that as an excuse. I have noticed a disturbing trend developing.....

The trickle of ride invites has become a deluge of insistent friends pushing me to come ride. I am fearing an intervention is just around the corner if I don't separate from the couch sometime soon. The lycra is tighter, the hills are longer, and the legs weaker. The God of Bikes is definitely punishing me for me crimes as it appears Matt Dog has been assigned the case of my rehabilitation.

Now it is time to swap this
for this ....

The Scott, the TWP 24hr, pitch black.............. going from no ways to maybes.

7 comments:

TR said...

You forgot to mention the tight gloves.

Sean Bekkers said...

Get on that bike...... I can see your name on the podium in October

Rach said...

bekkers, I never picked you as one for the crack pipe.

Sean Bekkers said...

Easy just inspirational words. Looking forward to seeing you rip it apart

Russell Worthington said...

Doesn't look like a fare swap to me Rach. I'd think twice;)

Rach said...

sounds like the words of a man who knows how to ride in SAND.

jaman said...

Your feet are scary looking!!! Please cover them with your cycling shoes F.F.S.

Thanks