And as can be seen from the example above, the photographs on any given day may be more about the 'chicks' and less about the 'bikes' as one has to look with some effort to see the partial shadow of a bicycle on the pavement alonside these lovely ladies in this particular shot.
As I arrived at my place of work this morning, I started the day with my typical routine....try to dodge the plucky phone operator who always wants to chat with me, switch the mail in several co-workers mailboxes, activate the autoreply function of my email to let everyone know I will be in a meeting from 7:00 to 8:00, create a fictious excel spread sheet to consume my monitor and then open up Chicks and Bikes in a window that can be easily concealed by said spread sheet at a moment's notice. And this morning, what did I discover?
Alongside a women clad in the retro-way fashion, reposed upon the torn pages of a magazine advertising bicycles, I saw this blog's name on the blog roll list, positioned between the 'Chic Cyclist' and 'Copenhagen Cycle Chic', as though I was in a 'Chic' menage-a-trois! All at once I was both excited and afraid.
My fears stem from two things:
#1) I have an overwhelming Wayne and Garth-esque "I'm not worthy" trepidation and am quite concerned I won't be able to live up to the pressure that being on such a blog roll instills in supplying the mothership with more "sexy-female-oriented-bicycling" photos.
#2) I don't want to offend any women who might read these pages by my excitment for the aforementioned association which can only be descibed as juvenile.
Thus, being inspired by the non-partisan message of our president last night, I bring you two gratuitous sexy cycling photos which should please whichever gender-way you choose to associate with. Before you scroll further, click here to assist with the concealment of the photos that follow.
For Chicks and Bikes:
For the ladies:
And speaking of watching the POTUS last evening, the COMO CYCO dog and I finally put our Xmas presents to good use as we fell asleep on the couch, each tucked away in our respective Snuggies. In order to protect the anonymity of us both, I've chosen to use a photograph of models representing what we looked like:
This is of obvious little help in identifying me if you don't know anything about me.......so I captured a still frame to help you pick me out.
Even though the differences that distinguish me from the field are subtle, here are the keys to knowing this is me:
1) I've fallen off the back.
2) I'm rather large and a little hairy.
3) I have no teammates.
4) I'm trying like a mo-fo to catch a draft off of somebody (anybody)...but no one will have any of it.
I'm not the only one out there looking for a team. Floyd Landis is still without a team having not yet signed with Rock Racing. And despite Michael Ball declaring that "Rock's Not Dead!"...Rock Racing might be. They have been denied a Professional Continental license by the UCI, and now Ball is considering moving the team to Mexico, Venzuela or Colombia just to get a license to race this year. Despite all of this, Landis recently rode in the Tour of the Bahamas last week wearing Rock kit, where he broke the time trial course record previously set by David Zabriskie while not even riding a TT bike. When asked about his future with Rock, he said:
"I honestly don't know. I don't know even if Ball has thought about the team these last two weeks. I don't know what is going on. I'm focusing on my training and my bowling. I need to think of my future after cycling and bowling might be it."
Having a back-up plan is always a good idea. Should my day job ever fall through, I've already submitted my resumee to the Snuggie corporation for product development. I've invented a modification which is a crumb catcher pouch on the front for when I'm eating crackers and cheese in my Snuggie.