Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Busted Up in Boise

There's misery. And then there's misery. Running a nice fever right now and feeling like utter, utter poop, so I'll get to the point.

Just back from a 4.5 days trip to Boise, ID. That place takes the cake for having the nicest strangers I've met. How nice is this? I entered a 'cross race out there. Strangers were willing to let me race their bikes. I used Hal's, as the rig the promoter arranged to let me use never showed. Long story short, I effed up Hal's bike real good. And banged myself up pretty nicely in the process. The damage count? One sheared derailleur hanger, one broken chain, one rear wheel in dire need of truing, and some badly mangled cable and housing. How did Hal handle the news? He laughed it off like a champ. Unbelievable. Ain't nuthin' but a thang to him. Beyond that, I just got an e-mail from the race promoter telling me he heard my day turned out to be a major bust. He wants to return my money. Really? Man, too nice. I think the $25 should definitely go toward's Hal's next entry fee. No doubt.

In other news...I'm sick as a dog. Or did I already mention that? Ugh.

Off to attend the condo's annual association meeting. More misery.

1 comment:

JB said...

I find myself humming a Kris Kristofferson tune after reading this.

sounds like a nice crowd out there