Bird Droppings

I am at the coffee shop waiting for the bike shop to open up. What am I drinking? Caramel Breve -- ummm, cream. The blog might be going, but my hibernation fat is still needing maintained for another week. Heading to spring training next weekend and don't figure that my time there will be spent training for a bike ride.

Anyways, I pulled the bike off the rack to take in for a tune-up and discovered bird crap all over it. I wish I could tell you that it was a result of me colliding with a bird in a downhill tuck, but rather it is from my bicycle abuse.

Hello. My name is Doug, and I am a bike abuser. (Hi Doug) I have been abusing bikes for 15 months now. (We're here to help)

I feel better already.