It really IS pointless, but...
So yeah, "somebody" asked me if this all meant I was going to quit blogging. Ummm, no, as pointless as it is, I like it. It doesn't "help the scene" all that much, but hopefully relieves some poor slouch of the daily grind for a few minutes. Plus, I got like 5 new coaching clients from the posting about coaching. Seriously. So hopefully, they'll get better at bike gaming and some good will come there, and my kids will stay in Pampers (not Haley though as she got it into the potty twice yesterday). Anyway, I'm sure I'll anger another at some point, but that doesn't normally bother me so much.
Sleevie (he's on a roll, so clicky, clicky) and Bryson are coming to ride with me during my lunch hour or hour and half or whatever. On that note, I put in my two weeks notice yesterday, and I'm already feeling the urge to slack like a slack ass slacker. Must fight the urge and get stuff done. Want to go out on a good note. This'll be my first ride since the AB ride. I've also been trying to eat as much crap (not literally, of course) as possible. It is usually my goal to gain as much weight as possible in the offy (am I allowed to use the expression 'offy' or is that for Aussies only?). It used to be my goal to 'when I get old' to get a gut 'cause it would look so funny to have these skinny arms and legs and then a huge ponch. I'm sure I thought 30 was old then and I'm pretty much there now (give or take a year), and um, the idea of a big gut doesn't appeal to me so much anymore, so I'll probably start some kinda semi-regimented exercise program again soon... probably jazzercise. I hear that's the way to get the eight-pack, 'cause six packs just aren't good enough anymore.
Wow, this one really really is pointless.
RB Out.