ouch

My legs are pretty much numb right now. Gunning it on Liberty Ave. plus all the other riding I did yesterday has taken its toll. As nice as it is to chill out on the roads, sometimes it's more fun to just fuckin' fly.

Speaking of riding, I ordered a Brooks. It should be here Friday, and it's pretty much going to pimp my ride. Also, my butt will feel better after long trips.

And also on the subject, I'm planning to begin buying old steel frames, restoring and converting them, and selling them. My toolbox is pretty complete now when it comes to bike maintenance; with the exception of being able to (easily) install and remove headset cups and crown races I can essentially remove any part of a bicycle, clean it up and repack it with grease and reinstall it. I did the Schwinn's bottom bracket the other day, which I'm pretty sure hasn't been serviced in its 30-year lifespan. Gross.

Holy crap, I need another day off. I am just not yet fully regenerated. At least next Sunday and Monday are all mine...

man

That was a long week. Worked on Sunday due to a special dinner. I am exhausted. Also, I just climbed up Liberty Ave. in Bloomfield on my fixie, which is always a chore. When I was descending the hill on the other side, some jackass in a Jeep peeled out from the parking lane and tried to make a U-turn right in front of me. It's moments like that I'm thankful for reflexes and fairly steep frame geometry.

I was going to write a lot, but now all I want to say is that I'm so happy right now.

ohio pyle/seven springs/i'm still fucking drunk

The trail. Really beautiful in the winter.

And now, for a shot to send to fixedgeargallery...

Snow tubing.

Carnage Carl, in his natural habitat.