busted spoke...

(10 weeks post op) this weekend was pretty awesome as far as my riding was concerned. on saturday, i went the furthest averaged the fastest, and rode the longest and climbed the most. how is that all possible? i dunno but it happened. i kept looking at the garmin thinking i was in a tailwind or something.

quick story: there was this outta shape skinny roadie that passed me on the trail. i say outta shape because when i got into his slipstream i could hear him panting. probably thinking "i should be able to shake this fat guy" NOPE. when we were almost at the turn around (about 2 miles of me tailing him) he says "i should have known you're faster than you look. you're on a Moots" hahaha, yes. we were only going 20mph so it's not that impressive but for a fat guy getting back in shape it's awesome.

sunday i decided to take it easier. but i still rode 20 miles at mile 9 i started hearing something rattling when i got to mile 19 i finally stopped to see what it was...a busted spoke. this will keep happening because i'm big, i've been through this dance before. good thing today is an off day cuz mad duck doesn't open till tuesday.

weight: 313.4 lbs

-busted spoke dominator