Guys in biker clothes

I had a very eventfull trip on my way back from Oklahoma.

First: I caught the flu. That isn't very much fun and is even more not very much fun when you are not home and sleeping on an air mattress in your in laws front office. I blame my wife. She wanted to stay at her parents for a day longer, but because of work stuff we had planned on leaving early friday. However, friday came and I woke up to an unpleasant surprize. (I won't gross you out with the details.) I say I blame my wife because she later admitted to praying late Thursday night that she somehow be able to stay home more day. Yes, thats right, Liz smote me with the flu. Still being determined I still actually packed the bags into the car, however that single act made me so tired I almost face planted on the pavement. I figured maybe its time to sit for a second. Then it was time to run to the bathroom again. Then it was time to admit I was not going to be able to ride in a car for any amount of time that day.

Second: The next day I was actually feeling almost 100% better. (this is further evidence of the smoting). No fever, no... other symtoms of the flu. So we left around 10:30. We stopped in Edmond, a variable clavacade of chain shopping centers and starbuxii (plural form of starbuck's). In the particular establishment we stopped at there was a rather rambunctious group of 40 to 50 year old bikers and their ladies. I am not talking about the leather wearing kind of bikers I am talking about the spandex wearing, lance armstrong admirering bycicling enthuesiest who aparently have little shame. What made me laugh about them is how obviously, proud they were about their biking outfits. It was a specticle. There was one guy with them who wasnt wearing the spandex. He was obviously the uncool one of the group who desprately wanted to be as cool as his buddies who had matching red suits. The thing that cracked me up most is the two matching guys as they were leaving fist bumped eachother and said "good ride" and then they all got in SUV's and left. I guess the biking wasn't for the environment as much as for the purpose of wearing spandex in public. I also wondered if they went and got there wives why couldnt they have changed was that they did not so disturbingly display they 50 year old douchy butts. Oh well. I obviously spent the whole time staring at them. And immediately fist bumped my wife and told her good ride.

Third: I blew a tire about 70 miles south of Topeka. It pretty much exploded the wheel well and plastic was everywhere. luckilly I didnt have any problem pulling over despite the sudden feeling I was about to die. We had to wait about an hour for the tow truck but it was actually not to bad. It was a nice day and we were in a hilly region of KS. So other than the bug bites not a terrible occurance, other than the expense.

That is all

TOPEKA LAWYER