Subject: RE: Team Skinny - Back to School (Sept 08)OK skinnies...I've found a new diet. First things first...you must be somewhat afraid of scary, mean dogs. Second, find a nice route with a few of the said dogs along it. Third, go for a ride. I had to battle 5 dogs on my ride last night. Dog #1...no problem, just spooked me a little. He didn't even come out into the street. Dogs 2 and 3 work as a team. The white one barks like a maniac and the shepard mix runs along side you and nips at your ankles while showing his beautifully whitened teeth. No worries. He fades when I squirt him in the face with my water bottle. (that takes a little coordination btw ) Dogs 4 and 5 also work as a team. Little jack russell looking thing is bigger around than he is long. He'll never catch me. His partner, curly headed off-white dog is serious. All the way from across the highway into my lane, in front of me, the along side. I can't out run him, so I'll squirt him. No dice. He's still growling and the water has no affect. I yell at him. It just eggs him on. He's in front of me, I'm swirving, traffic is behind me, and I'm sure they are laughing histerically at me. He cuts me off a few more time, almost went over the handlebars, but held on. Unclip, kick dog. It just pisses him off. Ok, I'm gonna die. Try to go fast again, but have nothing left in the tank. For some reason, he quits. Just walks back across the highway. Next up, small gas station...stop and puke. (the puke part is where you lose the weight ) Now, how the H E double hockey stick am I supposed to get back to my starting point. You got it, right past the same dogs that just tried to kill me. I am so very lucky to have lived thru the ride last night. Now, I get to do it all again on Sunday during the triathlon. Oh yeah, I started off the ride by unclipping my left foot and leaning to the right. We all know where that leads... |