Let the Smack Talk Begin
A little, big, worm, mentioned that there was a little, boy, messenger, Rich Dillen, has been smack talking. You see, we are both racing a 6 hour race this coming Saturday.
The difference, which he may not know yet... let us release the secret. I'm racing duo, with Melissa Magaan, so I have an ace in my pocket when you are left with a bunch of single speed #2 cards.
Let me get it all out there, and not have to continue on my ranting into multiple post, as someone else may.
- My #1 goal is not this race, but the race of life to win over Mr Rich, Team Dicky, Dillen.
- He'll probably kick my teams ass, single handedly BUTT (with two t's) we know he has reached his middle age peak and his middle aged legs will be slowing down.
- Grow some leg hair, be a man and when your knees are aching from trying to smack me down on the race course, remember that I am probably 3 laps down but enjoying more beer per lap than you.
- The ladies love me, the ladies question you.
- Having tested the course, tire pressure and I personally have copious amounts of bike mechanical skills. I won't be staying up late these last nights worried about bike gear or which saddle strap to hold my tube. I'm a Bike Shop Girl version of MacGyver but with a sexy Salsa Mamasita .
- Finally, I will have the best pit area of them all. 4 tents, multiple Dirt Divas pumping tires, lubing, and feeding. Where will you be? Trying to pit out of a cooler in the back of a hatchback Amigo?
