I was not much motivated to attend a ride Tuesday. Probably a combination of end of season/muggy/hot malaise. Then at the last minute I considered, what if Crazy George brought out his new bike and I was not there to report? A lot of others were in the same mental state as only 12 of us came out and then George coasted in on the relic, rather than a new bike. I began questioning him and now suspect I am the victim of fraud. I, a naïve waif who believes whatever is told to him, took the bait, hook, line and sinker. Now George says he is going to lose 20 pounds before he brings out the new bike. Yeah, right... We headed out and a combination of things, lack of motivation, pace a little too fast for a Tuesday, doubt about getting around the route prior to dark, convinced me to turn around at Beech Rd, finishing with only 14 miles. But hey, I got home in time to split more wood.
Mark is a long-time cyclist who enjoys poking fun at himself but most especially at his friends. No nicknames or comments are intended to offend, accept them in the humor they are intended.