Monday, April 21, 2008

Man, I'm Beat!!


I need a weekend to recover from my weekend! The "Bikechain!, another Revolution About Bikes" grand opening ceremony went off despite threatening weather. The rainy morning did foul up our ride plans. Except for Flash, I saw him roll off in the rain solo, twice! The rest of us kept getting distracted by ping pong and foosball table setups. Those things need to be thoroughly tested before opening them to the guests. So test them we did!


The rain cleared and the day turned out beautifully, albeit a little muggy. A good sign that Florida summertime humidity is right around the corner. My lunch rides will soon need to roll from Maclay, so I can jump in the lake afterwards, before returning to work.


I was supposed to attend the Ceilidh that night, so I could see Wrecking Ball's brother's singing performance. But too many stressful hours of heated table tennis, foosball, and swing bike riding had me wiped out!! I got a text saying the venue sucked, and I should stay home. I'm pretty bummed about missing Davey, but staying home with my feet up and the AC cranking was quite the welcome end to a long day.


It was very cool to see so many people I hadn't seen in years. There were so many people from the old Revolutions crowd. If it had just been cold, and Kingsnake had been around to do naked laps around the shop, you could've mistaken it for one of the Revolutions Christmas parties. Check the pic up top. Somewhere in there, you'll find a Wrecking Ball, Ice Berg, Big Jim Slade, yours truly, Pauly, Big Ball, Micro, Master Baton, the better parts of Wrecking Ball's family, Tim Shanks, little brother(who rode my bus in the 6th grade, and I was completely terrified of!), and visiting Atomic dignitaries, Jimbo and Kristen. With Jim and Kristen being so involved in the current Tallahassee race scene, and Jack Shank and Master Baton being around for the late 80's early 90's race scene, we had a very thorough mix of old school and new school.


Sunday, I didn't want to wake up. But we finally got organized, and Big Jim Slade, Marcus, Wrecking Ball, and myself did about a 2.5 hour road ride up north. We were sick of the same ole same ole, so Marcus planned a new route. Poor B.J.S., was on some new tires, and he was less than stoked when he got dragged through several miles of dirt roads. What can you say? Paris-Roubaix was on Versus yesterday, so it was perfectly fitting in my eyes. After way too many yellow sign sprints, the weekends activities rolled to an end. We hit Sonny's for lunch, and I spent most of the remainder of Sunday on the couch watching racing. Not too bad.

4 comments:

Human Wrecking Ball said...

Nice post, I wish we had a few more Sundays tagged onto this weekend. I can't move most of the important parts of my body.
w.b.

Anonymous said...

Yea, what a weekend. That bike-chain clubhouse is sweeeet. Sunday, Bike Church spent five hours in ouch land, (except for that stop for the 6er of 420.) Any of yall going up to Tsali for the 12 hour? Come ON! roboboy

BIG JIM S. said...

New tires $3,300...lunch at Sonny's $8.50...riding the new road bike on singletrack/dirt road...PRICELESS!!

Anonymous said...

3 large for a new road bike.....damnit!!! I need to get a real job...oh yeah I got one, I just dont make bank like Big Jim.

Saturday was a sweetass mini flashback to Revmart days. All we needed was Ronbone,Romeo and "The Source", along with DoubleD, Ace and Gagen, add lil Jeff pissing in a seat tube and Hosford swilling beer in the corner while Bob and Big Tony demo thier skillz in the parking lot, oh yeah throw in a game of "bat the cheese"......ahhhh the memories come flashing back. Good times my friends, good times.