Tuesday, June 24, 2008

DOOD! CALL ME ROAD RASH!


Had a nice crash on my bike sunday in a duathlon race....i'll post pictures laterGlad nothing got broken.....and i learned one thing about my self.........I don't cuss! If there ever was a time i thought i might.........falling off the side of the road at 17 mph and wiping out in to a driveway pull out would surely be the time.
man---i am ready to get rid of this string of unfortunate events that has plagued the locke's lately. This is my brother Steve's department. He is supposed to take all the bad luck on himself, and leave the fun in life to the rest of us.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'm picturing someone carrying a two piece bicyle back home, while his brother is leaving him in the dust in a cloud of laughter........

If it t'wernt fer bad nuck I'd have no nuck at all....................

Anonymous said...

Wow. And I missed it. I was in KC with my daughter, home for a week from Portland. Oh well. Hey, email me -- soetaerm@otc.edu I had all my old email address at my old address. Gone. I had all my phone numbers in my old phone. Gone. I think it was the spin cycle that did it in.

EL GRANDE said...

I’m floored. What a cool image.