Dr. Skidlove (or how I learned to stop worrying, and love the Octalink)

Back on track.

After hurting my ankle this weekend, (due to my inability to commit) I had been supplimenting my commute with help from Translink. I had also been riding a low geared Bianchi with blown Welgos.

Thankfully it was only a mild impact and the swelling has gone down. This morning I couldn't stand it any more, and I pulled the Cunny down from its hanger in my bedroom. A quick check of the tires/crank bolts (okay, I still worry) some turtle blinkies, and I'm track bike commuting again.

I had to be mindful of my flow in order to not jar anything too much, but I made it down the hill with finesse. Things are lookin up.

I'm getting stoked for Velomutations. Theres a whole lot going down that weekend.

http://velovan.blogspot.com/


Friday night is Rev. Phil's Bike Porn screening, with a Panty ride to Follow
Saturday night, after a day of ridiculous two wheeled fun (including NikC and Urbancyclist's G'day Mate Hustle)is the Velomutations party.
..and Sunday, we'll be licking our wounds, and licking our Amurican friends goodbye.