I'm a freaking consumer.
Bike Feed: SwitchBlade Fork. Jones XR 2.2/2.25. Giant 225.
Mind Feed: "Labyrinths" by Borges. "Another Bullshit Night in Suck City" by Flynn.
Spent Saturday in and out of the shop. On and off the Trail. Switchblade is installed and ready for 9 Mile. Bearings are shot, totalled, an alien workshop constantly active as a pedal. Nothing lasts.
Spent today watching/volunteering at the State Games Tri. Wide array. One gal pulled over in front of me and could barely get "won't shift" out through her heavy breathing. I look and she can't go any lower. I show her the situation and watch her eyes go wide. I grab the pom-poms and get her back in the game. "Team Blondies." I hope they finished.
Secret Weapon.
Secret Society.
Music by Braid. Frame and Canvas.
3 comments:
I see your switchblade and raise you one of my own...Dallas is all in as well but he's lookin to tap out...
whats' the secret handshake?????
I just installed a Switchblade on a bike for The Recycler. What's the big deal? Sure it looks cool, but beyond that...I don't get it. Oh, and be sure to enjoy Borges' "Labyrinths." One of my favorites.
yesterday I rode the blade in the nastiest ditch I could find ( as the local trails are closed due to a high fire hazard) and 4 miles later I realized that if the new trail is rocky maddness then I'm out of the " rigid rumble". The fork is coming with me but the reba is back on the rig.
Mind you if I start saturday with a few in me then what the hell I'm in.
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