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Sleep is for mortals
Jul. 13th, 2008 04:56 amanother restless night.
Jul. 13th, 2008
The Tribe ROCKS!
Jul. 13th, 2008 05:05 pmI'm part of a few tribes. There's Villa Luna. There's my sassy-smart co-workers. And there's the other cyclists on the road. This is about them and they rock.
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hrj and I did "Three Bears" today. It rocked hard. It took us 3+ hrs last time and somewhere around 2 to 2-1/2 this time.
Towards the end I got a flat from a piece of glass in my rear. We pulled into a driveway to deal with this (I carry tools, spare and pump). What was really cool was as I was fixing it, members of the tribe were slowing down to see if we needed help. That's so cool. We didn't, but the checking-in part was pretty slick.
Unfortunately, I snapped the pin out of the replacement tube. I was standing there contemplating the pierced tube and the now-busted spare with no other tube prospects and wondering how I was going to explain that to F. Seriously - he's been sleeping poorly and I wasn't sure he was actually awake.... and that's when the Benicia Bicycle Club rolled up.
Them: Do you need help?
Me, muttering: I need to wake up Strike-Force Alpha and call in a rescue. I'm so screwed.
HRJ, loudly: Yes, we do.
They swarmed us in their bright yellow jerseys and in less than 2 minutes some very veteran cyclists are replacing my tire, showing me a superior pump, and exchanging e-mail so I can network with some ladies tri-team training group.
wow! Most Excellent!
( ride details )
hrj and I did "Three Bears" today. It rocked hard. It took us 3+ hrs last time and somewhere around 2 to 2-1/2 this time. Towards the end I got a flat from a piece of glass in my rear. We pulled into a driveway to deal with this (I carry tools, spare and pump). What was really cool was as I was fixing it, members of the tribe were slowing down to see if we needed help. That's so cool. We didn't, but the checking-in part was pretty slick.
Unfortunately, I snapped the pin out of the replacement tube. I was standing there contemplating the pierced tube and the now-busted spare with no other tube prospects and wondering how I was going to explain that to F. Seriously - he's been sleeping poorly and I wasn't sure he was actually awake.... and that's when the Benicia Bicycle Club rolled up.
Them: Do you need help?
Me, muttering: I need to wake up Strike-Force Alpha and call in a rescue. I'm so screwed.
HRJ, loudly: Yes, we do.
They swarmed us in their bright yellow jerseys and in less than 2 minutes some very veteran cyclists are replacing my tire, showing me a superior pump, and exchanging e-mail so I can network with some ladies tri-team training group.
wow! Most Excellent!
( ride details )