Variations: Flat Pittsburgh
Hungover like a frat boy, I conditioned joining Brian and Eli for a short ride on a promise of no real climbing. They were kind enough to oblige.
This week: 53 miles (of course, I never post my normal, 8-mile commute days, of which there were three this week). Not enough, but oh well.
Man, I could really go for a pizza. But I think instead I'll fix the egg sandwich I couldn't bring myself to cook this morning.
This week: 53 miles (of course, I never post my normal, 8-mile commute days, of which there were three this week). Not enough, but oh well.
Man, I could really go for a pizza. But I think instead I'll fix the egg sandwich I couldn't bring myself to cook this morning.
posted by Moon | 3/26/2006 04:26:00 PM
2 Comments:
damn, I was thinking to myself the whole way from Beleza to your house and homeward, how good some pizza would be...
I could send you one but it would become pretty cold by the time it gets there.
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