Wifey's first time...
in the dirt.
Who would have thought I would ever see the day.
posted by Ron Castia at
1:43 PM
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Saturday, October 14, 2006
in the dirt.
Who would have thought I would ever see the day.
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9 Comments:
I am so proud, she did soooo great and had a lot of fun too.
I had the best time! Ron and I have great fun riding together. The thing I liked about this ride was "no cars" and being in the trees.
That looks awesome!!!! Way to go Groovy T!!
there was a rumor we'd see her at the surfcity cx clinic....
it was fun--she should try it
(In my best Arnold voice) It's not rumor.
We already started working on dismounts, but I am certainly not the one to be teaching her. My "falling with style" form of transitions isn't for everyone (or anyone).
Funny though, she is more comfortable getting off on the right.
We are camping at the Watsonville Fairgrounds for the next Surf City.
Uh, OK somebody hi-jacked my computer while I was out on the lunch ride. That last post was from me.
MY BIKE IS BROKE......HELP, MY BIKE IS BROKE!
I got ready to go on a bike ride, put on my gear, got my bottle ready, rolled my bike out the door....wait just a minute.....WHERE THE HELL ARE MY PEDALS!!!
I get on the phone, call my mechanic at work, "your pedals are on the Mt. bike" he tells me. Ok, guess I will go practice my mount and dismount at the school, walk out to get the Mt. bike......WHERE THE HELL ARE THE PEDALS?!?!?!?!?
And here I sit....THWARTED!
It wasn't me!
it was the bike pedal gnomes, perhaps?
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