Hanging out with Jim and Ginger can lead you to trouble...

Ahh, what a fine past weekend I just had. Yes I know it's Humpdy-Hump day, but still I'm so focused on the next trading day that I'm rarely focusing on the day before, or in this case, more than the day before.

Had an awesome, total smack down of a ride on the Saturday Ambler ride. Looks like the 4th time was the charm as I wasn't a chump this past weekend, though I was the weakest of my 3 man break, but alas, if you get 3rd out of 50, it ain't all that bad. Nothing's sweeter than having a group of 20 get within 50 feet of you, after they've been chasing for 10 miles, and then giving it the gas again and roll out of sight!

Saturday's ride was followed by a totally rocking afternoon and evening in the city of brotherly (and sisterly) loving. Saturday, just in case you aren't on the East Coast, was awesome on the Eastside. 70 degrees, blue sky, hot mamas not wearing much of anything. Yes, it's days like these when the citay living makes bubser (http://bubsers.typepad.com/epistemic/) sad I bet!
Rocked out with my smack-da-other-punks-down cycling posse at Devil's Alley to start the evening and afterwards, when they were going to the punk-ass Mid-Town Continental (don't go there, lotsa attitude), the Pepster and I were hanging out with our buddies Jim and Ginger. Jim and Ginger always start the night right and come darkness, the Pepster headed to Manayunk to rock, while I went to Alfa (18th & Walnut) to join up with my posse again. My boy TJ hit me up and met up, but soon after the ex-gf hit me up and showed up. We then rolled down the street to Cuba de Alba for a taste of the best mojitos in town before TJ found 2 lesbian lovers (whom he didn't realize were lesbians) to hit on, and so my ex and I decided to hit the road and head to her place for some catching up. Um, note to the wise, never catch up with any ex when previously hanging out with Jim and Ginger....

So woke up the next day after about 3 hours of sleep to ride with my hard core road posse and we tackled a nice rolling route. As I've mentioned before here, cyclists in Philly like to suck wheels of whomever they see riding down the street, so my group of 7 ends up having about 20 others decided to suck our wheels and follow us into the hills of Gladwynn. It was annoying as all can be to say it lightly! We ended up about 1/2 way through the ride ditching the group by all riding slower than everyone else. Then, about 20 minutes later, after we had started to ride hard again, we catch the group and they started to slow down for us, so we took the next turn and the whole f'ing group turned around to start sucking our wheel again, so we high tailed it down a hill and half way down the hill we turned into neighborhood to hide as the group rode down the hill past us! It was AWESOME. We all felt like kids playing hide and seek, but still, we finally ditched the group for good and we ended up riding for about 5 hours on a helluva fine day on Sunday.

Life's good these days, hope everyone else in bicycle land is doing great!

Ride on,

-BC