Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Grizzly Peak in Berkeley CA
I've been riding my bike more lately, which of course means... more bruises.
I don't know where the bruises come from. I don't know if they are from the actual bike riding, or my new theory.. is that I'm just more tired when I come home after riding and so I bump into more shit in my tiny apartment. (one of those bruises is def. right at coffee table level). But whatever. I guess it just means I'll never be a... leg model.
That's what my mom used to tell me when I was a kid and I'd get all scraped and scared up. It was always her opinion that if you weren't going to make your living off your looks (and obviously, none of us ever were), then there's really no point in worrying about looks/scars/bruises/ect.
And I guess she's right. per usual.
Yesterday my brother and I rode up to Grizzly Peak in Berkeley. I'm so happy I get to ride with my brother, cause he is funny and fun and polite. (He doesn't race off and leave you in the dust like so many of the other boys I used to ride bikes with).
The ride was one of those, 1.5 hours up and 5 min. down, type of rides and it started out warm and sunny and ended a little cold and grey. But all in all it was a super fun ride that I hope to repeat!
I was on my road bike, with my new shoes and clips and I'm still getting used to that set up, so at the first stop sign I totally couldn't get my foot out the clips and fell over. It was awesome/hilarious/embarrassing.
You may remember a while back, how I posted about my brother getting doored by a car, and how that fucked up his bike. Well he built a new one, using most of the old components and a new steel frame. It's a pretty sweet ride. Perfect for everyday riding and locking up on/around the UCB campus. (can't have anything that looks to fancy or your shit will get jacked). And the best part is he pretty much built this new whip all by himself.
ahhhhh... sense of accomplishment. it's what riding bikes is all about.
<3!
I don't know where the bruises come from. I don't know if they are from the actual bike riding, or my new theory.. is that I'm just more tired when I come home after riding and so I bump into more shit in my tiny apartment. (one of those bruises is def. right at coffee table level). But whatever. I guess it just means I'll never be a... leg model.
That's what my mom used to tell me when I was a kid and I'd get all scraped and scared up. It was always her opinion that if you weren't going to make your living off your looks (and obviously, none of us ever were), then there's really no point in worrying about looks/scars/bruises/ect.
And I guess she's right. per usual.
Yesterday my brother and I rode up to Grizzly Peak in Berkeley. I'm so happy I get to ride with my brother, cause he is funny and fun and polite. (He doesn't race off and leave you in the dust like so many of the other boys I used to ride bikes with).
The ride was one of those, 1.5 hours up and 5 min. down, type of rides and it started out warm and sunny and ended a little cold and grey. But all in all it was a super fun ride that I hope to repeat!
I was on my road bike, with my new shoes and clips and I'm still getting used to that set up, so at the first stop sign I totally couldn't get my foot out the clips and fell over. It was awesome/hilarious/embarrassing.
You may remember a while back, how I posted about my brother getting doored by a car, and how that fucked up his bike. Well he built a new one, using most of the old components and a new steel frame. It's a pretty sweet ride. Perfect for everyday riding and locking up on/around the UCB campus. (can't have anything that looks to fancy or your shit will get jacked). And the best part is he pretty much built this new whip all by himself.
ahhhhh... sense of accomplishment. it's what riding bikes is all about.
<3!
Monday, January 4, 2010
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