What’s with all the crying lately? Buck up. Grab your sack. It’s the middle of season. You should all be chocked full of piss and vinegar and excess testosterone; ready to rip out the bloody, pumping hearts of your competitors and eat them as a post-race recovery meal.
Instead all I hear is:
Waaaah, somebody started yet another oversensentive relationship thread.
Waaaah, some people don’t like lawyers.
Waaaah, the roadies aren’t nice.
Waaaah, my ass hurts.
Waaaa, my 8 zillion dollar bike isn’t here yet.
I’m missing a few but I’m sure people will fill them in.
I’m whining because I’ve still got this chest cough which has restricted my training and made me miss the first two events of the season. It’s been over four weeks now. Saw my doc yesterday and he figures its post viral and should be OK in another couple of weeks. All I’ve been doing is riding the bike and group riding. Every time i hammer the coughing begins.
yea, I knew it was coming. But I --unlike the rest of these crybabies – can handle a little good-natured ribbing. Besides, I’m sure someone around here will be more than willing to cry about it for me.
Waaaa, people said snorkels are gay, and there are a lot of gay triathletes with fused vertebrae who couldn’t participate in this great sport without snorkels .
Let’s see, I’ll play too. Waaaa, Slowman, Doug Stern, other famous commentator won’t read and respond to my arcane question even when I demand it (bump, bump, bump?)
