(Kayley Ashworth – Superstar bmx EDIT from JC Pieri on Vimeo.)
Proves that you are blissfully unimportant.
The hennypenny sky did not fall in just because I kind of fell over this week. I bet you didn’t even notice. (hah. Ironic downside of scheduling your posts in advance.)
But it’s time to get back in the saddle. I’m so sick of being sick, it’s time to get fully.
This video popped into my inbox. Ta muchly Briztreadley. I love a girl on a BMX as much as the next person, especially one as willing to stack and get back on. Life is about stacking and getting the hell back on. Here’s to getting back on.
And questions for ANNA MEARES are coming in slowly but surely; there’s serious ones about cycling and political ones and some dumb ones I thought up. I’ll try and arrange them coherently. I’m honoured in advance for her time.
And the TOUR DE FRANCE is coming up. Sweet. Bordeaux and Bouche D’Affinois and a stripey shirt and the Alpe D’Huez, anyone? Surely this can be arranged?
AND PUSHIES GALORE next weekend! Leisurely ride, ladies?
Sadly, no Ipswich CX for me. I have a good friend in town that weekend and I can’t bounce on her twice. But I will be talking up some CX some further more as the crew in Brisbane could also do with some lovely ladies stacking it and getting back on.
I’m going to rug up (like, it’s sunny here, but I feel freezing) and I am going to try and find someone who looks cute on a bicycle.
For I have a hot date.
It’s me.
And my helmet.
My recommendation for today is to RSVP. Apparently everyone is doing it. And actually, I am all for it. Because life is too short to be miserable and alone and sooking in your bedroom with tissues and dirty laundry piling up. Shove it all to one corner and go enjoy life. Wherever you can find it.
*without whom I’d probably have no content.
eleanor j jackson 