My Achilles tendon started bugging me yesterday. It wasn’t too bad today, but definitely noticeable.
G and I met up this morning and started on our way in to work… however he dropped his chain and had to spend a minute rearranging things. M happened along and the three of us eventually got rolling again. Bright, clear skies… a little cool, but otherwise great riding conditions.
At one point, G happened to be riding at about my 8 o’clock when my front tire popped a rock out to the left. I heard a quick ping followed by “OW, that was my right nut!” I felt bad, but we all couldn’t help but laugh. The odds were just too unbelievable to not find humor in ‘em. Then again, G did have a rabbit jump up and hit his top tube a couple years ago… so maybe he just has bad top tube luck.
Speaking of bad luck… I’m bummed that DZ is out, not to mention that the Giro stage today was crashtastic. Otherwise, not a whole lot goin on in the brainspace at the moment.
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