Small bladders? Damn. Prob-eee either a) has the smallest bladder known to man, b) is mentally incapable of dealing with a little bit of discomfort, c) has figured out how to ‘punch’ The Judd’s buttons.
Unbelievable! A group of us went on an easy, but long, ride out and around Cabezon Peak. The ride was ~ 57.2 miles (gps) with a lame 3660 feet of vertical. I almost fell asleep the ride was so ‘easy’. But every time I was about to fall asleep the convoy STOPPED. With NO notice. Every time I zoned out…. Prob-eee jumped off the bike to relieve pressure. At the worst: 2 stops in 4 miles. At the best: 2 stops in 8 miles. I think the dude needs to find another doctor that has a bit more experience examining that prostate and the effects of an ENLARGED ONE. I’m not a proctologist – so I can’t say for certain – but the dude has bladder problems.
OH WELL. Enough ripping on Prob-eee. I think. WAIT. I seem to recall that The Lt Col wakes up about 3 or 4 times a night due to The WIZzzzzard. Yeah. I think The Lt Col’s record if 5 WIZzzzzards in one night. Man. I hope I never get old.
Anyway. It was a good day on the bike. The Lt Col surprised us all and showed up for a few miles. Just a few. That’s cool. But he didn’t stick around for the photo finish. That’s OK. I’d smoked him anyway.
So not much to report. Just dirt, just miles, just good conversation. That’s about it.
The Results? The Result! Every ride is a RACE!
1st Place: The Judd
2nd Place: Big John Studd – But the geared dude could of pulled out the victory, if only Mr Studd knew it was a race. Full Disclosure? Yeah right!
3rd Place: Prob-eee. 65 seconds back
4th Place: The Morale Chairman. 83 seconds back.
Just the Data:
Just Some Pics: