Monday, January 15, 2007

Day 8

3 hours on the trainer. Warm weather couldn't come fast enough. Do any of you remember those days during the summer when you didn't want to go outside or do anything because it was so hot? Well, I do and I'm never going to forgive myself.

2 comments:

cosmomasturpolitan said...

Before one climbs on the bike to begin a trainer session, one must loudly proclaim, to no one in particular: "I'm totally about to get my war on!"

During particularly strenuous moments, one must yell: "This is a carpet-bombing of stone age proportions!"

Afterward, during consumption of chai tea and turkey sandwiches, one must murmur: "I went Sun Tzu all over the hizzouse."

Greg said...

My 2 hour roller sessions have brought to me the new and deeply personalized definition of "penile numbness." Please let the roads re-materialize.