Had the unique and rare pleasure of doing another hilly New Hope Point Shark ride with Bud, Robbie and John Ayers (Mountain Top trailboss). Unique, however, in that Bud is not his usual on-form self for this time of year -- I mean he is usually flying. He changed up his winter program this season and incorporated a lot of sitting on the couch, watching TV and eating Fiddle Faddle (seriously!). We all took little shots at Bud today (Rob told us to) as you could see he was on the limit for 70 some odd miles. True to bud form, he would attack from the back of the rotation and blow up, trying to egg us on even when licking his wounds. He eventually blew sky high after taunting Rob, and we never saw him again. According to Robbie, Bud was riding around in his own little private painfull hell all day, dreaming of the ASS-KICKING he is going to lay down upon us this summer when he is back in shape. Bud had fire in his eyes -- stoking his fire this brutally only means he'll keep coming back harder and harder. I guess we'll break out Dan "Pickle" Bonora when Bud gets more fit...
So now, Bud, IT IS YOUR CHANCE to write in and tell your side of the story. Please enlighten us with your perspective and tell the story.