First off, thanks to everyone who comes to the blog and reads what I have to say about our bicycle extravaganza. Second, there is no fucking way we’re quitting!! Unless one if us gets hit by a car, falls deathly ill, or we get snowed in until spring, we are DOING IT!
So why in the hell would we fake quit then? Well, for one, it’s funny. Two, we found some dudes on a bicycle forum that said we were idiots, we had more money than brains, and that we were screwed (forum here). At that point we pretty much felt obligated to give them exactly what they were hoping for so we could sit back and watch them have a feeding frenzy on the two random guys that were trying to crash their private party. Apparently they forgot that everyone has known how to ride a bike since they were 5 and that it isn’t rocket science. You pedal, press play on your iPod, pedal some more, and then hope there’s some playoff baseball to watch when you’re tired and done for the day. This notion that it’s dangerous and only for the thoroughly prepared and experienced is total bullshit. Anyone who is willing to take the time off and has the money for the gear has a decent chance of making it. We were going to sit around for few months and “visualize it” like “Bonsainut” said, but we just decided to actually do it instead.
I think it’s more dangerous riding my bike across the Williamsburg bridge and into Manhattan every day for work. And yes, we are fully aware that we are heading into the colder part of the country in november. I am pretty sure the east coast weather won’t surprise me, I live there, but thanks for the advise from Laguna Beach.
Only one problem though. After we posted that we quit and the word got out, there was mostly praise from cyclists who said that we had at least tried something that most people don’t. Aside from the “who didn’t see this coming” comments, we were pretty taken aback by all of the positive feedback. The ones that really surprised us though were the people who decided they would pull Heath’s status in skateboarding because he only rode 1500 miles on a bicycle. So Alex, head out there and backside 360 the mega ramp, or backside noseblunt UCI, then give me a ring and I’ll give you Heath’s number so you can call him a pussy yourself. Oh, and learn how to spell.
So if anyone is bummed that we tricked you…….chin up, it’s all in good fun and we needed some Biggy-Tupac drama to spice this blog up. You’ll be happy to know that immediately after the fake post we had a really tough day. Headwinds, flat tire, and a shitty road. Karma’s a bitch, but worth it.