October 6, 2005
The Browns had a bye week, so I gave the bike one last ride this year. I'm done, even though the weather is going to be nice for another few weeks. Not because I was weak-sauce yet again (I made it to the old Vienna train station at least) but because of all the damn gnats. I inhaled/swallowed at least half a dozen of the little bastards, and the coughing fits that resulted from them bouncing off that punching bag at the back of my throat were less than pleasant.
Any guesses on much of a lard-ass I'll be by the time I dust the bike off in March?
