I am a total loser, but now in a good way
I went to see my shrink again today, but I decided to once again forgo the horrible F1shitty and ride the bike again. The compulsion to ride again after riding so much yesterday would seem like a mental disorder to most, but I got some good news from the therapist. She says that I have taken enough steps to having a positive senior year, and that she is closing my file and considering me cured for the time being. So I lost a huge weight from my shoulders, without having to lose a fortune on meds.
After meeting with her, some noob on a $3000 Orbea decided he would try to pass me going up a hill. My $300 Concorde dished out an exponential amount of whoopass on the poor guy. I let him catch up and then I lost him, as well as the weight on my shoulders.
When I got back to my apartment complex I saw that
iprj was home, so I decided to stop by. He has a scale so I weighed myself. I now weigh 184 pounds. So far, I lost and obligation to see a psychologist, a guy on an Orbea, and 16 lbs.
I suckered errrr.... convinced Jeff we should go for a road ride, just a quick run down the Huron river drive. Jeff has been trying to get me to do some silly shit called crossfit. Sounds too much like cross stitch to me. Needless to say, I was already warmed up from my 12 mile to town and back, and Jeff had just been playing WOW, so I lost him rather quickly too. He has a fancy Specialed Allez, but today he should have rode the bus.
To summarize, yes I am a loser, a victorious loser.
After meeting with her, some noob on a $3000 Orbea decided he would try to pass me going up a hill. My $300 Concorde dished out an exponential amount of whoopass on the poor guy. I let him catch up and then I lost him, as well as the weight on my shoulders.
When I got back to my apartment complex I saw that
iprj was home, so I decided to stop by. He has a scale so I weighed myself. I now weigh 184 pounds. So far, I lost and obligation to see a psychologist, a guy on an Orbea, and 16 lbs.
I suckered errrr.... convinced Jeff we should go for a road ride, just a quick run down the Huron river drive. Jeff has been trying to get me to do some silly shit called crossfit. Sounds too much like cross stitch to me. Needless to say, I was already warmed up from my 12 mile to town and back, and Jeff had just been playing WOW, so I lost him rather quickly too. He has a fancy Specialed Allez, but today he should have rode the bus.
To summarize, yes I am a loser, a victorious loser.