I was hanging out with some friends last night at my Tri Club social and they had an intervention of sorts. I was duly informed that I was 'too prissy" and that something would be done about it.
"Too prissy?" I said, unbelieving. Don't they know how many snot rockets I launched on my last ride?!
Yes, too prissy. Apparently, my roadie cycling clothes match too well, my legs are too shaven, my bar tape is too clean and I lack the requisite number of scars on my knees, elbows, knuckles and ankles. I am also in want of stories where I have ridden into trees, fallen off logs and rolled down enbankments.
So now my "friends" have found me a small Specialized mountain bike frame and are in the process of building it up with all of their spare components. They say they are grooming me for a future Xterra.
I have no say in the matter. My voice is "too prissy" to be heard.
I will have to get dirty.
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