If it weren't for bad luck..

...I would have any luck at all. At least today that was the case. I began the day by shoveling dirt and rock for 4 hours. Man am I in rock shoveling shape. After I cleaned up, I banged my elbow on a towel rack and lost all feeling in my arm for about 3 hours. When I finally came back to functionality I strapped on my shoes and made out for a sprint workout. Everything was going well until The road on my usual route was missing. Gone. Dug up. So I road it. Maybe its not a great idea to roll every road without a care in the world. It might just come back to haunt you. A few miles down the road I finally found the Belleville Biek Trail. Its only been there for a few years. 1 mile into the tail I flatted. When I reached back for my tube I realize I left it on the counter at home. So instictively I reached the other way for my phone. Wouldn't you know it I forgot that too. I will give you one guess where it is. Wait my day isnt over. At this point I am as far from hom as I planned to go today. I figured I need to get to a phone. So I rolled by a friends house, and of course he wasn't at home. At this point, I have ceased to care how I get home, and I point the Zurich in that general direction. After about 10 minutes of lower back abuse that some would pay high dollar to have a therapist do to them it begins to rain on me. I made it home an hour later witha real bad attitude.

Take your freaking phone and repair crap with you when you ride you moron.