Just climbed aboard my plane back to the desert for tomorrow's ride. No great tales to relate today. Just reveled in the relative cool of NYC and tried to come to grips with the absurdity of this trip. So, for all of you Twittering that I should include more pics from the route, here is a gratuitous self-portrait from yesterday near Joshua Tree. Missing my endorphin buzz and can't wait to get back out there.
To keep you entertained on the ride tomorrow - this is from http://www.teamestrogen.com/content/humor_jokes
You Know You're Addicted To Cycling When...
10. Your surgeon tells you you need a heart valve replacement and you ask if you have a choice between presta and schrader.
9. A measurement of 44-36-40 doesn't refer to the latest Playboy centerfold, but that new gear ratio you were considering for your Cobra.
8. A Power Bar starts tasting better than a Snickers.
7. The bra your significant other finds in your glove compartment belongs to your Trek and not the cute waitress at Denny's.
6. You wear your heart monitor to bed to make sure you stay within your target zone during any extracurricular activities.
5. The funeral director tells you "NO!" you can't ride your Cannondale in the funeral procession, even if you keep your headlight on.
4. You experience an unreasonable envy over someone who has bar end extenders longer than yours.
3. You're too tired for hanky-panky on a Friday night but pump out a five-hour century on Saturday.
2. Your wife tells you the only way she'll let you ride across the country is over her dead body and you tell her, "If that's the case, you'll be my first speed bump!"
AND the number-one reason you know you're addicted to bicycling...
1. You no longer require a hankie to blow your nose.
Posted by: Sue Dayton | September 17, 2009 at 04:53 PM