yeah cause a custom molded bike will make you go faster...
*chuckle*
Ya know what they need?
They need a special category for racers: #1 that have more than one kid under the age of 13 #2 that also hold a day job #3 that also share at least an equal duty around the house
Maybe a handicap system. Say in a mt bike race rich gets a time bonus. If ya say finish w/in 10 minutes of the "winner" you win... not them.
(might need to make it an hour in the 6 hour race though if your training is actually being reflected accurately here) ;)
Yes... a cutom freak sized 9 pound steel frame that I paid for...
And yes I have fun and yes I'm whining. Article caught me on a day when I'm digesting the fact that the front end of the Guerch is about a stiff as overcooked pasta. Thing is just begging to whip itself all over the place...
I'm mostly just a guy trying to keep it all together. I love my family, my bikes, and my ability to be something that resembles an athlete from time to time. I juggle a job, a house, some training, and all the stuff my kids manage to get involved with. I'd never be where I am without the support of wonderful people like my wife. I'd probably be better off if I traded some beers for some z's. I'd definitely be better off if I could learn not to crash so much.
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yeah cause a custom molded bike will make you go faster...
*chuckle*
Ya know what they need?
They need a special category for racers:
#1 that have more than one kid under the age of 13
#2 that also hold a day job
#3 that also share at least an equal duty around the house
Maybe a handicap system. Say in a mt bike race rich gets a time bonus. If ya say finish w/in 10 minutes of the "winner" you win... not them.
(might need to make it an hour in the 6 hour race though if your training is actually being reflected accurately here) ;)
ah hell who cares rich... ya have fun? no?
BTW
in case you forgot
you do have a custom made freak size bike....
Yes... a cutom freak sized 9 pound steel frame that I paid for...
And yes I have fun and yes I'm whining. Article caught me on a day when I'm digesting the fact that the front end of the Guerch is about a stiff as overcooked pasta. Thing is just begging to whip itself all over the place...
Had you not drank so much milk when you were little, you might fit normal bikes.
p.s. and by little, i meant young, i don't doubt that you were never little.
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