Last night I discovered I pissed off a friend with one of my recent posts. I won't mention which post, but if you frequent this blog, it shouldn't be too difficult to figure out.
Be it known, that certainly wasn't my intention. It's just sometimes I'm compelled to express my feelings of frustration. It's a big reason I continue with this blog. Let's face it, I'm a pretty liberal guy, and when confronted with something that goes against my core beliefs, I vent. I could scream and yell (which I do on occasion), but this blog seems to be a more appropriate venue to do that, not only because it's less confrontational, but I can usually get some support from at least a few people here.
But if it's any consolation to my friend (who incidentally I don't hold any animosity against because he doesn't believe how I do) this morning was not a good one.
It started off by getting up late. So I was already in a rush when I decided to grease my left bicycle pedal (that's the one I believe is causing the clicking I've been experiencing as of late again), and in the process accidentally got some grease on my nice clean riding shorts. This caused an ugly, obtrusive stain, which I only discovered after spending about 5 minutes looking for the little [tiny] screw I lost, which covers the grease hole in the pedal, and to no avail I might add. So after giving up looking for the little screw, I still had to change my shorts, which put me even further behind schedule than I already was for the start of the club ride.
I did manage to catch the group, but not without some extra effort.
Then to top it off, I got dropped by group 1 in the hammer zone. Normally that wouldn't be such a big deal, but there was only one group today, a third of which were group 2 riders. There were some mitigating factors which I could use as an excuse, but it doesn't make the feeling any less demoralizing. I should have been able to keep up.
So is that what some might call bad karma?
Be it known, that certainly wasn't my intention. It's just sometimes I'm compelled to express my feelings of frustration. It's a big reason I continue with this blog. Let's face it, I'm a pretty liberal guy, and when confronted with something that goes against my core beliefs, I vent. I could scream and yell (which I do on occasion), but this blog seems to be a more appropriate venue to do that, not only because it's less confrontational, but I can usually get some support from at least a few people here.
But if it's any consolation to my friend (who incidentally I don't hold any animosity against because he doesn't believe how I do) this morning was not a good one.
It started off by getting up late. So I was already in a rush when I decided to grease my left bicycle pedal (that's the one I believe is causing the clicking I've been experiencing as of late again), and in the process accidentally got some grease on my nice clean riding shorts. This caused an ugly, obtrusive stain, which I only discovered after spending about 5 minutes looking for the little [tiny] screw I lost, which covers the grease hole in the pedal, and to no avail I might add. So after giving up looking for the little screw, I still had to change my shorts, which put me even further behind schedule than I already was for the start of the club ride.
I did manage to catch the group, but not without some extra effort.
Then to top it off, I got dropped by group 1 in the hammer zone. Normally that wouldn't be such a big deal, but there was only one group today, a third of which were group 2 riders. There were some mitigating factors which I could use as an excuse, but it doesn't make the feeling any less demoralizing. I should have been able to keep up.
So is that what some might call bad karma?
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