yet another return

well well well, as RL used to say back in the day, i have returned (paraphrasing McArthur). i jumped on herr bikemount today for a straighforward commute after yet another weeklong absence. let it be known that i hate myself. hate. self-loathing is a powerful downer (i tried to spell barbiturate/barbituit/barbiturate/??). so many of those days i just couldn't pull my fat ass onto the bike, pussy.

well, today i did, pulling in latish but with a very typical a.m. trip. something is still jingling herenthere on the bike, and frankly it irritates me some, but i endeavour.

the p.m. proved nice. first of all, 75 degrees for mid-November is ridiculous. we've only had 1 coldish week so far all spring, with most days still lurking in the 70s, or upper 60s at worst. i also, for some strange reason, felt pretty good, so i pushed it. the route is as follows: shelby/Lex/what's that hill up to Frankfort????/Frankfort/across to Seneca/up that other hill and through Seneca Gds. why in the hell can't i remember ANY street names. no obstante, i averaged a nice 14.6 in the p.m. for my 10.7m effort. pretty good for something like 6 days effort for a month-long period.

i'll be back on the horse this week and hopefully incur no flats, jingles, wrecks, chingado parts, etc.

maybe my prob is that i haven't ridden with lance nor sheryl in forever. lance is too good for me now with his fancy new Bachetta. 'sheryl' is just pissed in general. oh well, the rocknroll lifestyle is like that

16.5m/6m a.m./10.5 p.m./14.6avg/75 and breezy but nice to boot

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