Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The Definition of Bogus

Would love to write a nice long post but it's 10:00 pm, I'm hungry and I just got home. Work late you ask? Uhh, I wish. I got home tonight and being that I am a bachelor, I decided to go for a bike ride. By the time I got things prepped -- I haven't taken the bike out on the road too much this year -- it was 7:30 pm and I was afraid of running out of daylight.

I was cruising on the back end of Tiburon and was just starting to enjoy the ride when I heard -- whoosh -- the unmistakeable sound of a flat. Lovely. Went to fix it and realized -- my CO2 cartridge was empty. I was starting run out of sunlight and was on the backside of a mountain so had to ride two or three miles until I got cell service; a defcon three scenario if there ever was one. Fortunately, Coach Phil was home and saved my sorry ass. I swear this happens to me once a year.

Anyway, I won't let that happen again. And big props to Coach Phil for a huge save.

Over and out for tonight.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

sharks didn't get you, bears didn't either. a good week so far.gs