Just gave my online ride diary and the 2006 race list a lil’ refresh. So, last night was pretty cool – had the weekly virtual chat sesh with the fam, my mom and sister popped in. And hey, tomorrow’s all about catching up with the Thursday Night Crew for another epic ride.
Last night’s digital hangout was lit, with the usual crew dropping by. For those who bailed… seriously, guys? Hosting these chats feels like I’m throwing a party where my so-called pals and fam ghost me. After two years and countless invites, barely a handful have swung by. A tad frustrating, but hey, venting’s gotta happen somewhere, right? And work’s been a beast, not totally my fault though. Settling into a new gig takes a sec – it’s not like you can just hop on a bike and start snagging trophies. Well, unless you’re some kind of prodigy, which, spoiler alert, I’m not.
Up next: Thursday Night’s Ride. It’s the “Treasure Ride” with a BBQ to wrap it up. Makes me wonder how the host would feel if it turned into a solo party. That’s my weekly reality with these chats.
Don’t get it twisted – the loyal few who do show up mean the world to me. Maybe it’s on me, though. Perhaps it’s about how I let it all get to me. Who’s keen to hang with Mr. Moody? Guess I’m riding solo more often than not. But hey, got a new bike, so there’s that silver lining. Work’s a mess, and I’m half expecting to hit rock bottom soon, but at least I’ve got my rides. After a long day, there’s nothing like hitting the road to clear my head.
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