Last night starting falling apart quickly. I took my eldest son to swimming and the fever started while I was watching him from the bleachers. I got us home (after pizza and chicken parm at Pizza Post of course) and flopped into bed. Out for the count. Waking up randomly with the sweats and my throat shutting down. A few trips to the sink and a flick of the light switch to see what I was coughing out. Not pretty. Email the work team that I’m home and bed ridden, good night Maple.
I woke up around 7am to check out the emails already pouring in. Not the happy cheerful “get better” emails, the ones that say “I know your sick, but it looks like you will now have 8 billion problems to fix when you get to work”. I felt like attempting the Jim Carrey move from Bruce Almighty and respond ing all emails with “Yes” and just see what happens. That’s all we want to hear anyways right? “Can I hire a new hot secretary?” “Yes”. “Can we have pizza every Friday on the company?” “Yes” “Can I get a new Ferrari as a company car” “Yes”. “Can I kill our quality personnel that has passed crappy product onto the customer and they no longer want to place buiness with us?” “Yes”. “Can I have your job since all you seem to do is type on the computer, ride your bike, go for runs, and look like a super model?” “Yes”.
I started toying with the idea of my bike for this season. THe 2011 Cervelo P4 that I was tricked into buying. Everytime I ride it the damn black beast snarls at me and does something quirky to make me flinch. I feel like the class nerd in some John Hughes movie and the P4 is the super cool bully. I am so hoping a radio active spider bites me so I can so own that P4 when it’s not looking. For now I will just pee on it.
Then my thoughts drifted to the very euro and german accented BMC TM01 (I know, it’s Swiss, but I feel so much better thinking about the bike telling me to jump on and go for a ride in a German accent, like the fish in American Dad). I lust for that bike. And then I thought, if I get the BMC and water-board my P4, I mean sell it, then I HAVE to get Di2 as the wiring would be easier.
Dear god, I said Di2. What has happen to me. I have stood firm that SRAM Red is the only way to go for years. I’m giving in to my inner techno geek. What’s next, euro white race kit. GASP…Oh no, too late, I already ordered a SkinFit white tri bottom to test out.
Time to work on my upper lip snarl and german accent. Das good????