So my trip to the bike shop started earlier this week. After riding that tough, long ride last Saturday, my tri-buddy Shannon (who was with me on the ride and obviously tired of me complaining...) e-mails me and writes "...I think your aero position is a bit too aggressive and you need to get some spacers put on your aerobars..."
What I read..."blah...blah...blah...blah...aerobars..."
My response was "I have no idea what you just said...HELP!!" So Shannon the awesome person that she is, took time out of her Friday to meet me at the Bike Doctor. I get there a few minutes before and decide that hey, I am no dummy, I can figure this out, and I will not let the guys at this store intimidate me!! (not that they are intimidating...but they are always so busy and I feel like I am totally wasting their time when I have more than 3 questions...)
I march into the store...cause my dad's advice was always "fake it till you make it"...march to the back and told one of the guys, "please tell me where the spacers are". He says "What kind of aerobars to you have?"
I say "I have no idea...just give me a minute..." I have to go back out to my truck and read the brand on my bike...I get back in and tell him and he says "you mean 'Syntace'?" Cause I had pronounced it wrong!!! DUH!!!
Then he tells me they have to order the part, it will take some weeks, yadda yadda...should he go ahead and make the order. No. Let's just wait for my friend to get her 'approval'. Shannon shows up I am totally flustered...she marches in, with my bike and tells the guy what to do and how to do it and have it done by the end of the day...I stand there with one of those stupid smiles, nodding my head...yeah...whatever she said would be great....
Today...I am out for my run. I run down one of the most beautiful streets with super old homes and big old trees. There is a little park at the end that is popular for wedding photos. I am coming up to the park and sure enough there is a wedding party there getting their pictures done. The bride and groom are standing with their backs to the street and I am thinking, I am going to try to time this so I am IN the picture!! Sure enough, just as I am behind them, I look over, give the "peace symbol", smile and the picture is shot!! Oh. My. Goodness...did the photographer ever give me the uglies!! It was priceless...I ain't gonna let some wedding interupt my interval!!
4 comments:
Hahahahaah!! Hilarious about the photo op!! I can just imagine the dirty scowl the photographer gave you. LOL!!
Have you ever been properly set up on your tri bike? If not -- spend the $$ and the time to get it done RIGHT. Really. It makes that big of a difference. :) :) :)
Julie...I have had my bike fitted...but I did not have much faith in the process...he took lots of $$ and about 20 minutes to tell me it was all fine!!! That was last year. As far as I know, we only have the one guy in town trained to do that...so not sure what else to do!!
holy hannah that is so funny!
Yeah, wedding photos. That's right up there with golf as a productive use of time. Just think of the joy you added to the photographer's life. Should have just stood there, and made like you were going to flash them...
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