My first contact on dirt for two-twelve. The above picture shows my enthusiasm! Should it not be customary to take a photo of your first dirt contact of the year? Well I think it should. I have been doing it for a few years (this should come as no surprise to some of you.)
The trails were sloppy forcing me to remain on paved for a good chunk of the ride, I was sinking into them as I rode forcing me to pout and wonder why I didn't go home and watch Survivor. For obvious reasons the pouting didn't last long. A good steady melt has been taking care of the white stuff and alot of the pavement is visible, albeit wet, but visible...
Tonight I did what any good little narcissistic bike blogger should do. I stayed off the hills and rode through the valley. I even stayed away from downtown and remained in the trees so I could keep in touch with good old nature, only to be chased by peoples cute little doggies, I love peoples cute little doggies! I love people who don't know how to train their cute little doggies and bring them down to my valley, and then let them shit all over the place and chase everybody! That is pretty darn cute!
Everybody! On the count of three repeat after me! Hooray for stupid people and their cute little doggies!
|oh the humanity|