For serious.
The thing I love about this photo: we all know it is the guy from the wikipedia cyclocross entry.
I’m getting back in to the groove of living in Portland, Oregon. Did a night ride on the VTT with brian.cx and another frozen mountain bike ride with Madrone and brian today out in Scapposse. (did I spell that right?)
Stuff with RockRacing is keeping me entertained, I get to prank call all my cycling friends and do impressions: “yes, this is Michael Ball calling from ROCKRacing, I’ll ring him again later.” But the doping bastards are a double edged sword. Entertaining as shit to watch the follies from afar but, a pal of mine may get shafted out of races or results because of it.
That is another topic for another time… but, c’mon “john doe” we all KNEW it was Kayle. I mean tattoos are a clear sign you are a doper right?
All I am saying is, I’m not shaving my legs at all this season and yes, you should feel silly if I beat you in any race, any time this year.
For serious.
Nothing better than going on fun rides, drinking coffee and making breakfast with Pete right now. The Veloshop ran great while I was away, I’m proud of my co-workers and stoked that the shop is busy enough to keep more than a few of us working and well paid.
Still lots of catching up to do. Paperwork, bikework and taxes await!
Dude, maybe its not the tattoos, but the fact that Joe Papp was his coach and ratted him out?
so that’s where the body came from?! i have some great friends i tell you.
tax season indeed!
I thought tattoos meant you *weren’t* a doper.
Sigh.
And, to anon., why on earth would anyone hire Joe Papp as a coach?
To quote Floyd, “who the fuck is that guy?”
Fortunately, as a drug company sales rep, Papp is at least doing something he’s qualified for.
*rim shot*