Last night marked day 2 of trainer riding. It is sooo sweet. I get to ride as long as I want and don't have to worry about changing views, outside stimulation, or just plain enjoyment. The way I survive is to jam to the mp3 player. Actually, it is a wma player. How much of a loser am I? Wait, don't answer that.
One of the songs I downloaded by Nelly reminded me of this pic.Dude, check out that guy's grill!
Stay tuned for live action shots from the trainer!!
I was raised in the "hood", self-taught to survive on scraps of old inner tubes and changing bike tires with my teeth. Life is a struggle for me not to be another statistic that so many become after being raised in a caucasion middle class family. I now am a husband, bike mechanic, land lord, stay at home dad, and wannabe mountain bike racer.