How I really feel

After my dismal performance at our team's Mason Lake training ride yesterday, I had a weekend-long pity party that included 2 pints of Ben and Jerry's (no, not at once), a new pair of Ibex wool knickers that I've been eyeing for almost 2 years, and these socks, which I've been hunting for since last summer (but have been too lazy to order on line). When I line up at the first race at Mason Lake in 3 weeks I'll be tricked out with my new knickers, these socks, and the only 10-year old steel frame with a WSBA number on it. I don't need a carbon fiber frame to show what I can do. Once my coach let's go of my leash I'll start ramping up and kicking ass again on the same kind of frames they rode in the peloton just 20 years ago. Kiss my old skool ass, bitches!!