Friday, March 02, 2007
Nobody's Pretty Baby
That's a phrase my dad has always used, and it's fitting to describe most people in a 2 mile race, myself included. In one of them my eyes appear to be rolling back in my head. What's funny is how they mistook me for Norman in a few shots on the bike, i don't know why, we were only dressed the same with the same dorky helmet.
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Imagine my surprise when I saw these same pictures pasted to the inside of my wife's locker.
Yes, yes, David "ethnically ambiguous, Basque-Separatist, Colombian-climbing machine, eskimo-seal-killer, sylvester stallone looking pin up boy" Alexander.
That's my official nickname, but it won't fit on the back of my jersey.
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