I hadn't forgotten how much fun it is to go fast... but it sure did come as a welcome shock to the senses!
First ride to work today on the real bike - I worked out that me and it have been wounded or recuperating for 6 months now, but now we've just got a couple of scars and aches.
It's SO much fun to floor it on a bike and feel it surge underneath you. My MTB is like an old holiday park trail ride horse: "You can kick and kick all you like buddy - I've already made up my mind about how fast we're going". My real bike is like a thoroughbred: "You said fast, right? Ok, let's go really fast! Left? Right? Go! Go! Go!"
Friday, November 28, 2008
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Thursday, November 6, 2008
snúa og snua, og bremsa og bremsa, ...
HAH! I've been taking Swing/Rock'n'Roll dance classes at the Háskóli, and cos I'm sick of Icelandic guys not dancing, I've been learning to lead. And tonight we were learning to dance with 2 girls!! Aaaughhh!! Actually, it's not THAT hard, if they're dancing in time/together. But THEN the teacher said, oh, now let's see what happens when you turn one girl twice and one girl once, and continue on with other moves we've learnt to dance one-on-one ... Chaos! Mayhem! But *I* mananged to do it in the end, even doing the 'turn the other girl twice' to get them back in step!! Woo-hoo! OMG!!
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