"jesus christ that's a pretty face, the kind you'd find on someone that could save"

so i rode my bike into work today for the first time. i bought a road bike (a really sweet one -- giant OCR) off a really good friend of mine. actually, it was nate. and i'll give you the shout out because i know you're the only person who actually reads this crappy blog. dude, seriously. why the fuck are you reading this? anyway.


the ride is about 10 miles each way, and its certainly not flat. i was definitely more tired than i thought i would be, but that may have something to do with the fact that i was carrying a backpack with my clothes, laptop, and other stuff in it. heads up: don't carry a bunch of shit on your back when riding a long way in traffic and up hill.


so the two things i came to realize about riding a road bike to work. first, its tiring. it takes about 45 minutes each way, and i was exhausted by the time i got home. oh, and then i had to go to a 3 hour ultimate practice. wah, wah. this is me whining. go figure. that was fun. the OTHER thing i realized is that riding a road bike KILLS your asshole. even with padded biking shorts. yeah, it feels like my taint has been kicked by an army of alec baldwins wearing steal-toed boots. good lord.

but here's the thing: whats crappy is that im not getting to ride my bike nearly as much as i'd like to because of after-work commitments (basketball league, ultimate teams, ultimate practice, etc) and so i spent all this money to save gas and whatnots, but now i just drive all the time and could have used that money to pay for the car insurance bill i just recieved but can't afford to pay for. hmmm...

so, that sucks.

"if they don't put me away, well it'll be a miracle"