And Then There Were None

Last night’s ride occurred with none of the three women, Catherine included, who rode last week. I heard the ride leader state that one of the women complained about the amount of hills, but I was not there to witness this; recall last week I suffer from cramping and finished well behind the pack.

A pack of six men rode last night, I was clearly in the “B” group, along with our ride leader. Near Chastain Park our ride leader dropped off. At out regroup point someone rode back to discover that he was suffering from low blood sugar and had to stop until he recovered.

My ride was okay, suffering from the heat, my added weight, and the hills. Fortunately my tube replacing handiwork proved to be successful. Last night’s ride was the last that do until next week.

I Can’t See Black Or Blue?
Today I am once again wearing a dark blue t-shirt instead of s black one as expected. There is something about the light in my closet, whether it be the brightness or color temperature, which makes it nearly impossible for my eyes to tell the difference. I guess if my “fashion sense” mattered to me I’d get better lighting for my closet.

Getting Torqued Off
I am amazed that within all of the tools that I inherited from my father there is no torque wrench. Though some may scoff at the need of a torque wrench for bicycle maintenance I am considering buying a set for doing some work on mine. Maybe I am just being neurotic?

With $100 To Spend
Yesterday I applied a $100 gift card that I received by redeeming “Rewards Points” from Chase to my Amazon account. I am trying to decide the best way to spend this. Perhaps I will buy the aforementioned torque wrench, or maybe I will apply it to the purchase or a multi-region DVD player so that I can start watching German movies. So many options…

What would you buy from Amazon with $100? A huge bag of Gummi Bears perhaps?

Pack It Up
When I return home from work tonight, which will be later than normal as I once again am sitting out traffic by eating breakfast at Folk Art, I will be packing up the M6 for an early departure to Black Mountain tomorrow morning.

I’m a little nervous about the predicted rain today and tomorrow up in North Carolina saturating the ground on which we will camp, but with proper preparation it shouldn’t be too bad.

It’s another Spring LEAF which means that I am contractually obligated to do the zip line with Randy and the boys. I really should have done a better job of dropping some weight before my public exhibit.

ITP-Reader Stacy, I do plan on returning to trivia at some point in the future, however other things just keep getting in the way right now.

I Am Such A Rube
As I sit typing this, I am also eavesdropping on a conversation between two twenty-something ladies talking about travel abroad and terrorism. Hearing “young people” talk about their life experiences always make me wonder if I’ve wasted a lot of my life, though I am trying to make up for this now.

I keep waiting to hear one of them say “I can’t believe that old man is wearing a dark blue t-shirt and not a black one with those sneakers.”, or maybe I am just being neurotic? 🙂

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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11 Responses to And Then There Were None

  1. Barb says:

    I highly doubt anyone would notice the dark blue shirt vs black……… seriously.

    I don’t even know what a torque wrench is, but I bet we have 1.

  2. Steve says:

    I’m sure you have a torque wrench in the Garage Majal. I used one when I went to Schwinn school, and it registered in inch pounds, not foot pounds, so consider you don’t need a giant wrench.

    While I was able to locate the fiber and do some testing, I was never able to get the connection to work. Considering, of the six fibers, only 3 were even passing light, there could easily be some damage to the cable along the run. Left it to the professionals.

    And for Stacy, in honor of National Limerick Day

    There once was a lass from Wisconsin
    Who fled South, to the land of the sunshine
    We’re happy she came, delighted she stayed
    and we hope to run into her sometime.


  3. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    Very nice Limerick Steve.

    I dare say that the two lasses at the table nearby barely acknowledged my existence never mind take notice of what I am wearing.

    Nearly drove to Performance Bike to look at the torque wrench set they have on sale, but decided to come straight to work instead. Perhaps I will stop on my commute home tonight.

  4. Barb says:

    well – I looked it up – and yes – we have at least 1 of those (probbly more). 1 is permenantly stationed with the bike rack – so we can tighten & loosen the bolt that holds it on the car.

  5. Stacy says:

    Yaaaaaaaaaay a Limerick for me! 🙂 Thank you, Steve!

    Paulie, why buy a bag of gummy bears when you can just get a giant one?

    They’re currently testing the stage for Shaky Knees and I swear the whole building is shaking. OMG how people will come out of there without hearing loss is beyond me.

  6. A giant Gummi Bear? In-CON-ceivable! 🙂

    I thought Shaky Knees took place at Atlanta Station. Did they have to relocate it due to Cirque?

    They will suffer hearing loss, but most likely won’t recognize it until their fifties when they notice a constant ringing in their ears when it is silent. See also: me

  7. Barb says:

    order the sugarless gummie bears – but read the reviews first.

  8. Stacy says:

    That might be why. All I know is that it’s definitely Centennial Park this year!

    OMG the sugarfree gummy bear reviews are hysterical! Summed up on Buzzfeed for those of you not in the know:

  9. I think I mentioned this last year, but the two Giro d’Italia announcers on BEIN crack me up. I love Phil and Paul for the Tour de France, but these guys are a nice change of pace.

  10. Steve says:

    Barb, I was dictating yesterday. Funny how it translated my words.

    Stacy, you’re welcome.

    Paulie, it will only get worse. The ringing is now affecting my “good” ear as well. When I went for my physical last month, I mentioned my continued issues and they appeared to be getting worse. The doc said there was nothing he had read in the trades that indicated anything successfully treated tinnitus, while the charlatans continue to sell snake oil solutions.

  11. I’m prepared to live with the tinnitus as well as the other oddities I’ve been dealt the rest of my time circling the sun.

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