Friday, January 21, 2011

Bottoms Up



My coffee tastes like soap this morning, but I am not going to let it get to me. It is not real coffee anyway, but coffee's forever understudy, decaffeinated coffee. It probably should taste like soap.

It doesn't matter. You can't keep me down. I can't be bothered to be bothered about it. Bottoms up and glug, glug, glug. It is a dreary 50 degrees and drizzling this morning, good weather to not go for a bike ride, but that's not what I am going to do. I feel like riding, and you can't keep me down, so consider me already gone. Picture the contrails drifting away from this post as I clip in and pedal away. By the time you read this I am already flipping the switch on my RP-22 and getting into some dirt.

I am not going to be kept down.

I am running thin on trail soldiers lately. How is it that everybody falls out during the ascendancy of Juancho? Injuries and duty to the homestead all across the roster. I can't complain. I have forgotten the number of rides I have bailed on, been dropped from, avoided. I have sown and rept.

Doesn't matter, not keeping me down.

Juancho

6 comments:

BIGWORM said...

I'm just getting off the sick train, soooo, maybe I can join the riding soldier ranks soon. There is chatter of an afternoon ride, this Sunday. Give me a shout if you're interested.

juancho said...

I'd love to, but I have a work gig on Sunday. Soon though, I am ready for the BC beatdown.

Magnum said...

My coffee this morning was yummy and caffeinated, but I have frightening heart rhythms to prove it, like a gypsy child softly squeezing my ticker.
I'm going home to lie down. As one ascends, another must sink.

juancho said...

but a rising tide is supposed to float all boats?

Mr VCee said...

Two words: Cafe' Bustello. Two more words: Cafe' Pilon. Even in the guise of their ugly third cousin DECAF, you can't go wrong.

juancho said...

Thanks MrVCee, you are right. The stronger the better, even if it's all an illusion.