Conversations with Faustino on our 7:30 a.m. ride…
Me: I’m tired and it’s so early. I didn’t get off work until 10:30 last night. Let’s just get coffee and brownies instead.
F: Get on the bike. It will wake you up. How far do you want to ride?
Me: uh…no more than an easy 20. I haven’t ridden in two weeks and I’m tired.
F: Dude, we are going at least 25, and you never ride easy. You are a ball buster and it’s always a competitive ride with you.
5 minutes later……..
F: See what I mean. You are on the big cookie [plate] and we are just warming up. He always starts on the small plate with an 85 ish cadence.
Me: Don’t be a pussy. I’m in the easy gear on the big plate doing an easy spin.
1 hour later…..
Me: Come here and take a picture with me. Let’s do a selfie!
F: No, I don’t do selfies.
Me: You do if I tell you to! Get over here. And I got my way as usual.
Me: Dude, your tongue is LOOONG. (I’ll spare you the vulgar return comment that I walked into.)
21 miles in the bag. Workin’ tonight then a straight 4 hour drive to Arizona for a couple days to see my Grandma.