Ok I've had it. All week all we've done is talk about this new blog for Dave's Cycle. How we all signed up after Robert went to the trouble of setting it up. I've looked ever day or two for the first posting and found nothing. We sure talk a good game. I guess that's like anything else, all talk, no action.
Anyway, I'm sick of it so I'm taking the plunge and writing. I spent the day at the shop in the pouring rain, drinking lattes with Glen, Jesse, Mike & Austin and a rotating cast of regular characters including Will & Jack (that's mountain bike Will, as opposed to road bike Will). I'm not sure what anyone was doing out today. I sold a few pairs of shoes, but none to ducks. It was bad out there. Maybe we could have sold kayaks or gutters or something, but not bikes.
It was a lousy day to be a cyclist in Cos Cob. Roubaix is a different story. Hottest day in the history of the race. Good old Stuart O'Grady finaly won a big one. Good for him. Congrats Stuey. Let's see, 250 kilometers of cobbled roads or lattes at the shop in the rain. Hmm, I have to think about that one.