Sounds like a missed N+1 opportunity.About to head out on a rental bike for the morning, the saddle appears to be an ass hatchet and the rear tyre has a bald spot.
Bodes well for a 70 mile road ride...
#bowelmonkeyDump run, pushing money around in prep for a big tax payment, still fighting with trail access politics, going slightly crazy. On the positive side, it's warming...
Next time take a needle or tooth pick and dig the pocket lint out of the phone jack and charge port. I've had this happen a couple times.Made the mistake of having a local computer repair store fix the headphone jack on my fancy phone...now it is FUBAR-ed, and I had to buy a new phone.
Grumble.
That wasn’t the problem, it needed a new jack installed.Next time take a needle or tooth pick and dig the pocket lint out of the phone jack and charge port. I've had this happen a couple times.
Ah, I see, your smart phone has dementia.That wasn’t the problem, it needed a new jack installed.
(I used that method, and a compressor)
Now the jack works, but all sorts of other stuff went haywire, like now it has no gps.
That is an accurate description.Ah, I see, your smart phone has dementia.
Not in Kansas anymore though and I already have two road bikes at home.Sounds like a missed N+1 opportunity.
Does the recoil fire you backwards?Fighting boredom. This makes shooting the bow hardView attachment 133713
That was one of the big metal signs that hung of the front facade of my families restaurant on the beach front in Santa Monica. I took it down before we demolished it in 1976Why the coke logo?
Y U NO TRAVEL WITH SADDLE?Not in Kansas anymore though and I already have two road bikes at home.
Ride accomplished, undercarriage not happy with me.
You better win in Boston. We got a lot of money riding on you.Ran another race today. A 6.55 mile "quarter marathon." I wasn't planning on racing today but the race director gave me a free entry ($55) so I sort of had to. I kept the effort dialed way back and finished 6th place overall (out of around 380). I won my age group which was really all I wanted to do since it won me a nice winter hat that MBC had requested I win for her. This was my third time doing this race and it's one of my favorites because the post-race food is all baked goods. Burn 600 calories then eat 2000 calories of sugar!
Ouch. I'm outta shape and now my heinie is sore. I gotta get a new saddle. The stock model must have been designed by the Marquis de Sade.Sure does! BRB.
found this cool blog about the restaurant. Pretty much describes where and how I grew up:That was one of the big metal signs that hung of the front facade of my families restaurant on the beach front in Santa Monica. I took it down before we demolished it in 1976