Rock out with your socks out.
I quickly changed into a running outfit. It was sunny enough for a hat. And, this top is short enough that I don't think I'll be wearing it again.
It makes my ass look 40 feet tall. Still fantastic, but 40 feet tall.
I tried to run the dog two miles, but he pooped out after a mile. Wuss. Okay, the sidewalk was probably pretty hot.
Afterward, I was ready to dust my bike off.
Which meant a wardrobe change.
Do these padded shorts make my butt look big? Because it feels like I'm wearing a diaper.
Meet my bike. It's way nicer than I deserve.
But, oh man, those bike shorts. Sitting on a cloud, riding the wind.
Except, my bike tires seemed a little flatter than they should be. I searched through the garage for my bike pump, but it's a death trap in there.
So I threw my bike in the back of my car and headed off to the bike shop.
It was closed. What kind of bike shop closes at 6pm?
Not cool. So, I drove to the other bike shop. And they were open!
I scored a sick bike pump. I took it home and tried to use it.
Either I'm retarded or the tubes are leaking. Both are very highly likely.
All I ended up with was dirty hands.
I'll drag my bike to the better shop on Friday and apologize for being retarded.
Do you ever wonder if your dog thinks you're retarded? (ALL THE TIME)
What is your go-to dinner choice when you're too lazy to actually do anything?