Probably Need to Throw Away the Jersey

I was able to get out on my road bike today with Jill and her friend Jayna. They both wore Livestrong jerseys, while I had on my Team Mighty Fine Jersey, from riding the MS 150.  I have a Livestrong Jersey, but am not feeling strong these days.  At the moment, fine will do. Though bordering on Mighty Fair.  Admittedly not a great team name nor a great name for the burger joint for which the team gets the name.

Mighty Fair burgers.  How would you like your burger? A bit over cooked, too many condiments, a bit cold, and on untoasted white bread.

Jayna suggested I could alter the Jersey a bit to “Might Be Fine”. Sounds about right. Though it’s probably best to throw out the jersey.  We went 23 miles, and my sweat is literally toxic, and burned through the Jersey.  By the end of the ride, the front said Mi Fin, and the pictures of a burger, shake, and fries on the back (a design choice I always thought questionable) was down to a handful of day old fries.

We went on the Brushy Creek trail, which, upon reflection, was responsible for my three non-Honda Fit related bike accidents.  Certainly, I have some small responsibility for each, but mostly it was the trail.  And the rain.  And the Bridge of Doom.  Maybe 1.5% my fault, max.

I managed to stay upright the entire way.  I’ve been worn out all weekend, but when I’m on my bike I feel good.  It’s almost like, that saying, you know the one, with the bike.  Maybe “ a bike ride a day is worth a bird blah blah blah.”

There were many interesting things to see on this ride.  And Jill and Jayna confirmed most of them, so I am fairly certain they were actually there.  There was a massive snake on the trail, deceased.  There was a really cool, big roadrunner on the trail.  I did not ask about the cartoon coyote chasing it with an anvil, a trebuchet, and an Acme catalogue.  I am mostly clear that didn’t really exist and may need to report that to some medical professional.

Meep.  Meep.