So Mello decided I needed more exercise and less smoking so he signed me up for a cycling weekend trip. I signed him up too so I don't have to suffer alone for the next two days. And I thought, well, if it was a cycling tour, everyone would be fit like
this, right? (OOC WARNING NSFW)
SADLY MISTAKEN.
It's filled with people who look like
this instead who are probably been signed up by their sexually-dissatisfied wives or, since I doubt that they even have any wives in the first place, their worried mothers who obviously need a re-course on child rearing.
Here's some exciting photos from the first day of the grand cycling tour.
Mello looks dumpy and stupid on his bike. You can't see the silver and pink streamers on the bike handle but they're definitely there.
The rest of the day basically went like this:
Now even my blood vessels hurt and I'm gonna go have a lie down and play my DSL.