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30K ride this morning
in 80F heat – how nice
is that in December?

It’s nice being married: LL
reminds me to put on sunblock
and please wear underwear, dear.

I’m not very good about wearing
underwear but I’m learning.

_{I took an action image in
traffic; please don’t tell
my wife!}

P2K v.3.0

Rebuild after crash. New brake
levers, Dura-Ace shifters, pimped
out white bar tape, and Zipp valve
extenders.

_{I rode it home from the shop without
my clipless shoes and it still scared
me: uberfast and squirrely as all hell.}

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I rode LL’s bike into town.
It’s rather small and I had
to put the seat way up.

LL is a short arse very petit
and cute and her bike is correspondingly
petit and cute. Fortunately there is no
basket and ribbons on the handlebars.

I rode to the race bike specialists
and locked LL’s bike out front.
The guys were watching me with
half-grins from inside. I went in
and started throwing technical jargon
around like I had an armful of Frisbees
and one of the wrenches asked me cautiously
if I really wanted to put TT brake levers
on my bike. Uh, that’s actually my wife’s
bike, I said. Ha! Ha! He looked relieved; he
was worried there for a minute I think.

_{Crazy American waves arms around in the
shop wanting weird shit done and rides off
on this toy bike with his knees up to his
ears when he pedals.}

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