Riding Again

Yesterday (wednesday) was my first real day of riding again. I had an appointment with dear Dr. Bell that was supposed to be my last and as it turned out it was. It felt great to get back on a bike after so damned long. The Van Dessel that I am riding feels like a rocket with the 42:16 gearing that I am running...plans are to take this pig on LBL as well. All in all it was a successful day on a bike.

Surly In Cans

A few people already heard me run my mouth about how Surly is now available to liquor stores in 4-pack pints on my Facebook page....so I'm going to open my mouth again....here. Surly is available in So Dak in the 4-pack pint configuration. The liquor store that I lend a hand at has NOT brought any into the store yet, but....I have voiced my concern about said situation and it is being taken care of. Surly shall flow from TNT very, very soon. I have a pretty good idea that my paycheck will probably be turned into Coffee Bender or any of the others to choose from on a regular basis. Joy!

Commuter Style

For a while now I have only had one, yes one, bike. In an attempt to build up a spectacular mountain slaying machine, I aborted the other bikes that I owned and built up a Turner RFX. In recent news, I have found myself a nice little rig by the name of Country Road Bob. CRB (as I will call him from now on) is a single speed 'cross / commuter / do-it-all rig that the fine people at Van Dessel manufacture. I have been so lucky as to find myself a CRB that does NOT have the goofy ass "s-shaped" down tube...which in my humble opinion looks like a bicycle that did not heed the warnings and decided to keep living on Three Mile Island. All in all, this thing will be stiff as Skeeters Peter (yeah, a Cheech and Chong reference) after I give it the little bit of love that it deserves. Looks like I will NOT have to borrow a bike for LBL after all. Carry on.

Flandreau

So in an attempt to go out and do something different Angie and I went to Flandreau. I know, that wasn't really all that different considering its a pretty common thing for most people in So Dak to do. The main reason was to go and eat some cow at Mad Mary's steakhouse. I will say (although I'm not a huge steak eater) that the 7 oz Sirloin and 1/4 rack o ribs special for $13.99 was well worth the $13.99. The ribs had a wicked good sauce on them and the sirloin was covered with mushrooms and onions, so life was good. We did unfortunately donate about $40 worth of quarters to the Native Americans who own said casino, so....we have that going for us.

Whatev

So although my 'stache kicked all of the asses of other 'staches in the area...I decided to let it go. I was actually creeped out more than anyone else, I mean c'mon.....every morning waking up and forgetting its on my face until I look in the mirror. Anyway, in other news...I have been hitting up the gym on this ridiculous machine I call my ankle. It actually feels really great to ride a stationary bike, although boring as all hell. The best part is sitting in the sauna and/or the hot tub...probably not too smart as probably every unwashed ball sack in the place has probably touched that water...which has touched my incision line, shudder. All in all, things are progressing...Fat Tire Festival in Spearfish here I (and Adam and Jason and Dana and Dusty and Porter) come.

Almost Forgot

Now, I do know that being within a couple hundred yards of a school looking like this is a horrible idea but.....its Mustache March, put up or shut up.

Ankle Update

So since I have nothing else to bore you people with I will toss this nugget of goodness out there...I can walk without the assistance of crutches. Now, to most of you this is of no concern because...well...who cares right? Well, to me this was rad to say the least....although I HAVE been a shitty patient and decided to bear weight on this stupid thing a week or so early (think me with WAYYYYY too many beers in me hobbling through the really fun night at QBP). At any rate, I am told that I have 4 weeks of using the boot on a daily basis before I can walk all terrible-like in a regular shoe. The only good thing about this experience is that people treat you like you have a handicap tag tattooed on your forehead...score! Aside from that, the worst part is telling the weak ass story 1.3 million times. Well, I am going to go walk on the treadmill for a mile or so since we have one of those contraptions now....next, I am trying for a stationary bike like the Schwinn Pro or something cool like that...you know, so I don't break my other ankle...