On my 126 mile bike ride on Sunday I did a lot of thinking. Well, maybe not a lot of thinking, but some...basically my 7 hours on the bike was broken down like this:
75.9 miles were spent thinking how lucky I am to be able to do this kind of stuff and how much I love cycling and pushing my limits and training and Chris who participates in all these ridiculous schemes
5 miles were spent thinking, "I am so hungry I'm just going to bend down and take a nibble off my aero bar...if I do it really slowly Chris won't even notice."
8 miles were spent thinking, "do not pee on yourself. Do NOT pee on yourself. Katie Weller do NOT pee on yourself."
7 miles were spent creating my own mash ups of Lady Gaga, T-Pain, Jason Derula, Justin Bieber, Michael Buble, and Nelly
.1 mile was spent thinking, "FUCK! OW! OH MY GOD. OW! SHIT. OWWW." ....I got thrown off my bike.
5 miles were spent thinking, "my odometer/speedometer is broken."
3 miles were spent thinking, "how can it be that Cape Cod is uphill both ways...."
2 miles were spent contemplating how many ice cream shops there are in Cape Cod and wondering why I wasn't stopping at any of them
2 miles were spent thinking, "he is an idiot. We cycle 124 miles...we're 2 miles from the car and he can't remember where he parked. I'm going to beat him with a wooden spoon."
Andddd
19 miles were spent thinking, ".............................................."
Anyway, that's the gist of it.
love love love,
me
75.9 miles were spent thinking how lucky I am to be able to do this kind of stuff and how much I love cycling and pushing my limits and training and Chris who participates in all these ridiculous schemes
5 miles were spent thinking, "I am so hungry I'm just going to bend down and take a nibble off my aero bar...if I do it really slowly Chris won't even notice."
8 miles were spent thinking, "do not pee on yourself. Do NOT pee on yourself. Katie Weller do NOT pee on yourself."
7 miles were spent creating my own mash ups of Lady Gaga, T-Pain, Jason Derula, Justin Bieber, Michael Buble, and Nelly
.1 mile was spent thinking, "FUCK! OW! OH MY GOD. OW! SHIT. OWWW." ....I got thrown off my bike.
5 miles were spent thinking, "my odometer/speedometer is broken."
3 miles were spent thinking, "how can it be that Cape Cod is uphill both ways...."
2 miles were spent contemplating how many ice cream shops there are in Cape Cod and wondering why I wasn't stopping at any of them
2 miles were spent thinking, "he is an idiot. We cycle 124 miles...we're 2 miles from the car and he can't remember where he parked. I'm going to beat him with a wooden spoon."
Andddd
19 miles were spent thinking, ".............................................."
Anyway, that's the gist of it.
love love love,
me
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