They call me Mr Guilty

I am guilty of not blogging.

They call me Mr Guilty
Mr. Guilty that's my name
I'm the one
The no good bum
I am the one to blame.

I am so guilty,
I am as guilty as can be
I am so sorry
This is my apology......

If any of you are old enough to know Loudon Wainwright, that's one of his songs, one I memorized because it fits the Christian mindset so well.

Why have I been a slacker? Sing with me: I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike, I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride it where I like. Bicycle! Bicycle! Brriiing, brrriiing. That's a Queen song, by the way.

All good songs are about cycling and guilt. I feel guilty if I don't train. I feel guilty if I train and don't blog. I feel guilty when I ride or race on Sunday. I feel guilty when I go to church and miss the races.

So how am I doing in the races? How kind of you to ask! Placed 2nd in a criterium (fast, twisty turn race) and 2nd in a road race the past couple of weeks. Getting ready for a big Provincial road race next Sunday, hope the guilt of missing church does not hold me back. The hills are getting easier and the body has stopped telling me it is dying. One should never sit on their ass all winter and not train.

That's it, I have now blogged and the guilt is gone. It's all about performance. You now love me again. See you soon.

Go Oilers,
Pa