It's legit. The Dead Pirate's are welcomed into the wonderful pompous world of "Club Racing". 50 bucks later and a promise to play nice. I have a bad feeling about this...
M - 22
T - 45
W - 30
T - 20
F - 5. Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm not freaking Lance...
The weather has broke. It's sunny and warm. 51 is considered warm here, hell at 65 people run in doors and turn the AC on. No lie.
The rebuilt Trek gets it's first workout tomorrow against the spandex Canadians. The composite rims are so very light. Here's an idea, why don't you airbrush dudes (shawn) put some amazing artwork on them?
Riding solo. Fellow DP's are holding off for another week. No concern about time and placement. I just want to see what I can do with the bike.
I already know that my speed will drop with the standard tires vs. my 29're. Yet, my new cassette will work wonders climbing. Still not using cleats. Old school toe clips!
If I can beat them to the bottom, or at least keep up, I know for a fact I can take the hill. It's the damn flats where I'm getting my ass handed to me. Mt. Bike vs. Road Bike.
Ever since Canada took the hockey gold, I am getting nothing but a rash of crap from these guys via e-mail. All in good fun. But come July, we will beat them and take first. And on that 100 mile trek, the DP's will be wearing Canadian colors. ;-)
cya next week...
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