The cycling Gods have had all they can take. An abundance of conditions have been sent your way. You have been given cold, snow, wind, family obligations, numberless bush-league commitments, scheduling conflicts requiring the let down of one party or the other , and many other obstacles to contend with. These conditions have been provided for your training, to make you stronger than the next guy. A test of your inner strength. Cycling is not just about leg strength, endurance, and lungs; it's about the rider. The tenacity to push the limits physically and mentally is what makes a true cyclist. The only thing better than that is when you apply the courage you find on the road to your every day life. But, this is the real world. A world filled with feeble humans. You all have failed the cycling Gods. They have found there is only one true Hercules, and he resides in KC, Mo. He is also known as Tubby aka: Kipedalin'. With this realization setting in on the cycling Gods they have found an overwhelming hopelessness. As a last resort, the cycling Gods have begun to shed their tears over the Great Kipedalin' in hopes to hold him back to some form of mortality. By the way I just broke 1500 miles for the year. How you like them apples? GET OUT AND RIDE you sniveling couch wetters.May 4, 2007
Sobbing Cycling Gods
The cycling Gods have had all they can take. An abundance of conditions have been sent your way. You have been given cold, snow, wind, family obligations, numberless bush-league commitments, scheduling conflicts requiring the let down of one party or the other , and many other obstacles to contend with. These conditions have been provided for your training, to make you stronger than the next guy. A test of your inner strength. Cycling is not just about leg strength, endurance, and lungs; it's about the rider. The tenacity to push the limits physically and mentally is what makes a true cyclist. The only thing better than that is when you apply the courage you find on the road to your every day life. But, this is the real world. A world filled with feeble humans. You all have failed the cycling Gods. They have found there is only one true Hercules, and he resides in KC, Mo. He is also known as Tubby aka: Kipedalin'. With this realization setting in on the cycling Gods they have found an overwhelming hopelessness. As a last resort, the cycling Gods have begun to shed their tears over the Great Kipedalin' in hopes to hold him back to some form of mortality. By the way I just broke 1500 miles for the year. How you like them apples? GET OUT AND RIDE you sniveling couch wetters.
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He who speaks most, often finishes last. The cycling gods are just emptying their bladders from the drinking binge yesterday at my place in celebration of my hard work and dedication to the sport. They gave me bragging rights on all events that the IN A TUB cycling team will encounter together. I have been givin specific instructions to beat Kipedalin into submission on the long rides and to lap him on all criterium events. I will be forced to no longer hold back in support of the team but to ride in a blaze of speed in hopes that they will follow and attempt to emulate my cycling greatness. Sorry, I told them to piss in your weaties and they took it literally (my bust man!!!) Only 1500 miles, sounds like a personal problem to me!
I knew Kipedalin' was kind of a dick during some of these posts, but the body condom he is wearing proves it. Toughen' up, it's just water.
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