Monday, August 11, 2008

Hey Sis...I'm a Grease Monkey, just like you.

Yes, that's right. I said Grease Monkey. Just like my sister was when she owned a '64 Ford Falcon Sprint and had to raise the hood on the side of the highway a time or two. While riding out to meet Uber-Hubby to help him finish his latest century ride (100 miles) the other day, I got a flat tire within minutes of leaving the house. I've never had to change one without him there. It took awhile and I got super greasy, but I got it done. Turns out my back tire was B A L D bald, so it's kind of a surprise it didn't happen before now.

Gorgeous weather today for the big Faribault ride. Low 70's all day, nice breeze, low humidity. Total mileage was 85.8 when all was said and done, and U-H made his usual trip out to meet me about 20 miles from home. It really helps to have someone else there on the last part of those super long rides, so we tend to do that for each other when the timing works out.

Didn't post the weekly ticker this past weekend. Not much to report in the scale department, since I was up and down all week and finished exactly where I started the week before. Bummer, but these things happen. I'll get there eventually...just a little slower than I would like.

FYI...If you haven't been watching the prime time Olympic coverage on NBC, you're an idiot. Say what you want about China's human rights record (it's abysmal), but the Olympics are ALWAYS an awesome spectacle.

I rode almost 86 miles today. Why don't you get off the couch and
Pedal Your Fat Ass Off


Mitzi said...

Hey...I resemble that remark! I'm very proud of you for changing your own tire. I'm not exactly sure I could do that!!

Future Skinny Redhead said...

Well...It WAS only a bike tire. Not like I had to jack up the car or anything. The tough part is getting the darn thing back ON without breaking the derailleur. Still, it's good to know that there's no reason to panic the next time it happens when I'm alone.