Candy Cranks

Although we share the same bedroom I sadly feel that i have lost some bondage with my bike. I am to blame for this relationship crisis because this is all due to my lack of peddling over the silly season. Honestly I actually felt like my bike was going to bite me when I took him out for a spin yesterday. You know that kind of soppy resentful attitude pets get when you come home from vacation? It was like that but in actuality this is just an excuse for how rusty I felt. I’ve heard that once you learn to ride a bike you can for life. I’m not sure this saying comes with warranty though. I’m not as toned in the areas needed for motoring up and down hills as when I rode everyday in early 2009. The smoking has taken its toll on me too. I wouldn’t be so boring as to announce a new years resolution right now but maybe it is time to throw away the smokes. Unless of course I have a beer in my hand, when everyone knows those moments don’t count. Perhaps you’re wondering why I called this girls loaded? Today I spotted countless new chicks on fixies riding in Sydney. It got me missing my riding with other riders days. I call these chicks new because I haven’t ever seen them before but who knows how long they’ve been on. It’s been ages since I’ve checked out any of the hot spots known for fixies. I remembered back when there was seriously like 4 girls in Sydney and we jumped up and down with excitement when a new girl turned up for a ride. I wonder where these girls I saw today came from? Does this mean the ‘sausage fest’ is being slaughtered by hot chicks on fixies with loaded ammunition? Suddenly I feel very up lifted and might even spin on down one night to investigate. That is if my bike will forgive me but usually a bit of oil fixes that one up.