Tuesday, August 28th

[esilnarson]

Any plans for a cross ride on Tuesday morning? I have my cross tires back on the bike and am eager to get back on the trails.

[Rolf]

Sure is!

[Alan]

I'm also in.
And with the thought that those of you 'ladies' who've been missing me, well, how can you resist?

[JTyre]

Alan likes to think he's the "sexyiest man alive" but watching him follow my road tires out of OBH this morning tells a different story.

[Alan]

[Rolf]

Alan likes to think he's the [most?] "sexist man alive" ...

JT took a rare pass on this morning’s cross ride. Maybe next time you shouldn’t announce in advance that you’re coming, Alan?

This morning was a blast, with Rob, Kenji, Sean, and Brian declaring their intentions for the upcoming season. I’ll never forget Sean’s masterful, high speed drift down the stairs at the bottom of the Upper Terrace-Midland connector.

[JTyre]

JTyre also wrote "If corrects my speling or grammer one more time I'm going to break each and every one of his effing metacarpophalangeal joints".

[Alan]

Both of you, bugger off. Can't you see I need to be alone?

[Rolf]

I had to look up the metacarpo-whatsit, Dr. Tyre, and discovered it's the joint between your hand and your fingers. Here's Mr. Rogers with a few illustrations of its operation:

[JTyre]