I dressed as Oscar the Grouch and I raced like crap. I know this wasn't a serious race and it's difficult to actually race when you're being stabbed in the quads and armpits by a trash can. So I decided to just have fun. Was able to grab two $1 bills from bottles, crashed a lot, heckled Shannon Skerritt (who was actually racing) and hit the jump every lap except one and just cruised around not really racing. Don't even think about asking for lap times, there was no was I was trying to dig my watch out from under that sweaty shawl/Oscar costume.
I like bikes too much, I don't see the appeal in grad school and I want to design, build and break stuff "when I grow up."
This blog is my attempt to exert some amount of control on a tangle of a life that I have rarely have control of.
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