The Fall Offensive

Yesterday was the last day on the KM. I was tired and really hungover (2 pitchers of PBR) so I was moving slow, and was able to really enjoy the view of the golf course shrouded in fog as I coasted down the hill. One of those magical mornings, not too much traffic, and fresh charge for the Ipod and Sufjan Stevens' Illinois. Another long day at work, punctuated by hosting Departmental Happy Hour. I selected the Schlafly Brewery's Lindsay's 80 Schilling for our drinking pleasure. Fine day for it on our little plaza, 80 degrees and sunny, no humidity to speak of and I managed to recover my 45 dollar investment. Today I walked because I had to pick up the red Trek. The Big Shark crue did the usual outstanding work. The wheels are actually straight and the front brakes actually work, they even re-taped the bars even though I didn't ask them too. I jumped on her and... I know that I had said that car ownership was inevitable and that I was going to have to surrender, but that was a lie. I see no reason to own a car when I could stand to lose another 20 pounds, and if I lose that much extra weight I'll be so fast I won't need a car except in extreme circumstances. Next month I will buy a new cyclocross bike, slap on some slicks and fenders and ride my ass off all winter. The Trek is looking a little tired so I'll have to strip off the paint, give her a new paint job. Red will be the dominant colour but I may paint the fork a nice creamy white . I think I will rebuild her as a single speed/fixed gear, with a Surly flipflop rear hub, just cause. I discovered these fine folks during some soul searching on the web: www.1lesscar.com I know I am buying a shirt or two.