Just wanted to drop a note and update blog family and crew members on how the Zipper Neck is this week. I will refer to myself as Zipper Neck until the W.B. is riding again. It's very cool to refer yourself in the third person, try it, it feels good (and the first one is free). I just want to say thank you to all who comment, read, and lurk at my little patch of da intranet. Much appreciated.
First thing: Pete, aka: Shins, aka: Oh Crap! what did he wheelie off of, onto, or over now, put the fix on my suspension. I believe this has been the source of my latest woes. I am taking a week off to recover and do physical therapy exercises. I hope to ease back in, with some chill one hour rides next week, and build from there. Come backs are great, this is my fifth official rebuild. It will be sweet when I get back and I hope to make the crew proud, and to be the focus of all the "see you over reacted again" jokes they can toss me. I hope (Deity of choice) is listening.
I am going to Orlando to walk Neil (socialburns lead singer and one of my dearest friends) down the isle. It is always good when a friend makes a good mate choice. I hate kidnapping people and driving away from pissed brides, relatives, and caterers. It will be yet another line on the tree ring and I feel as though one of my sons has come of age. I will be out of town for a few days and I hope to visit my home town (the museum of all that went wrong) for a couple days as well.
I may be posting some non bike related posts to fight of the recovery depression (I wish I was joking) so if you don't like them or don't comment, I am giving you a pass. You know what they say: "A boys gotta write".
w.b.Z.N.
8 comments:
Hey Zipper Neck, as long as you're getting laid(back) it's all good. After the longest stretch of unemployment since my first job my fitness is as good as it's ever been but I'll be clawing my way back financially for a while. I'll take it slow though with just a few laps around the wallet...
We're here. We're reading. Have fun at the Home Town Museum of Wrecking Ball.
Once we revisit the museum we call home...we discover that all is not as we thought. Time has a way of revealing the beauty of what once was and allows us the opportunity to exhume artifacts that help us understand who we are today. Embrace your past....wander the halls of what made you who you are and savor the taste of those bitter and sweet moments. You are both the wrecking ball AND the cyclist...riding purposely forward toward your authentic self. Ride on.
Bikediet thinks the zipper neck is funny. Bikediet also really likes the title/picture combo. Hurry back bro
"museum of all that went wrong"?
Now I know what to call my own past. Nicely crafted.
dude misses his bike. all i'm sayin is keep the seatpost in the bike.
How are ya holding up champ? Wat to play checkers or something?
Sorry bout all the struggling you are doing. Struggling is such a downer. Hang in.
I really enjoy your writing and your humor. I will be lurking.
Have fun.
pf
ps. anonymous... beautiful comment!
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