0 for 2.......

0 for 2. That's a percentage of zero. I had a two goals for this week, both have been hideously wrecked by the midget in my stomach gnawing on my intestines. The first goal was simple enough, ride my bike, think my thoughts, record my thoughts, write, repeat. That's pretty hard to do when you only ride for thirty minutes in a week and spend more time on the porcelain god than a bike seat. The second goal was a bit more hopeful. Commute via bike every day this week. Again, unless they develop a bike with a built in port-a-potty my commute ain't gonna get very far stopping every couple of minutes or so. So I'm 0 for 2.

Link of the day.

My good friend czechfest dropped some comments last time about cycling giving you sore bum, pro-cyclist being on some kind of roid-rage bender, and racing and that's exactly the point of the discussion. When people see bikes to many times they see looong rides, doping pros, etc. Bikes can be these but they can be so much more. Bikes can be a ride to the grocery, a beer-run, a trip to the neighbors, a method to the coffee shop. Bikes can be anything you desire them to be. The spirit of the living is in the wheels.