Dammit. I'm getting a bit of cabin fever. It's Tuesday. It's only been two days since I last rode my bike, but I'm getting all antsy. I should've just manned up and rode the 'cross bike in the rain, but it's dirty and I want to clean it before I get it dirty again. I know that doesn't make sense. It's part of my bipolar racer-mechanic complex. Racers are naturally careless when it comes to the upkeep of their bikes. Mechanics are usually obsessed with keeping their bikes in proper running order, even if they're weird frankenbikes. I tuned up my 'cross bike before the weekend's racing, scrubbed and relubed the entire drivetrain, and gave whole thing a pretty thorough wipe down. Then on Saturday and Sunday, I dragged the bike through the mud, sand, and wet grass that only two 9 a.m. 'cross races can provide. And now she justly deserves some much needed TLC before I take her out again into the muck and the mire. My mountain bike on the other hand stays dirty. That's because she's a ho.
I'm definitely riding tomorrow. Rain or shine. I can't let cabin fever get to me. It's not even December yet. What am I gonna do when the 'cross season ends? It probably doesn't help that my life is surrounded by bikes or that I spend an inordinate amount of time on crossresults.com keeping an eye on my nemeses' results. But I promise you that I am not becoming a stats-obsessed geek. We all know that that is slippery road to follow and usually ends in... *gasp!* fantasy football. Dun dun dunnnnn.
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