In a Cycling Slump

I feel like a huge dork, that's obviously nothing new, hence my name. I haven't commuted at all this week on Gertrude, my bike. I had my research class this Tues. and as much as I enjoy discussing research, it just really wears me out and then some. I've scoped out some hills in my neighborhood that I want to check out this weekend and maybe crash on. I've fallen twice so far. It's the bizarrest thing. When I fall, my first thought isn't am I okay? My first thought is who saw me? Then I just laugh really hard.

The mornings are getting colder and I think I may have to break down and get arm warmers as well as leg warmers. I just cringe at the idea of leg warmers. I can't help but think of the movie Flash Dance, except I don't look like that hot chick. Lol!!

Epilogue to a 50 year old beat my ass on a hill: I found out that the guy was actually 64. I am in awe!! I want to do that when I'm 64. I mean, really, how cool is that!! To be 64 and kicking some thirty year old's butt on a hill. That is frekkin' sweet! Dude!!