llamas

This weekend has been all about the bike. Yesterday, in recovery from both a previous day's ride, and a late night out i ventured out to visit the llamas with the ladies. this ride could only be characterized by a few words... stop and chase-down.

within only a few minutes of starting the ride, my saddle bag came loose. whatever - i stopped to fix it and raced to catch back up.
right as we crossed over to venture down whitehall to tadpole, my chain slipped off trying to shift into the big chain ring... the front derrailier has been sticking lately and in general has been a pain in my ass... so i had to stop, fix it, ... race to catch-up. at the bottom of whitehall i finally caught up for the second time... and onward we went. out of no where i felt a sharp sting on my leg. as the sting intensified i stopped to check it out. turns out i had been stung - and it hurt! it was starting to swell and once again, - for the third time i needed to chase down the pack... with a partially swollen thigh.

awesome.

atleast there were the llamas. they were out basking in the sun and rolling in the dirt (did you know that llamas roll on their backs - just like dogs do? i sure didn't.) and atleast the pace was relaxed and the weather couldn't have been more perfect.

it was just one of those days i guess...