Enough About You, Let’s Talk About Me

No, I’m not channeling my inner Tyra.  For some reason lately, I’ve been thinking about that Road ID commercial that Levi Leipheimer does.  In it, he does a brief list of “Who I am”.

Many cyclists know that when you have to do an hour of tempo on a trainer (I do twice a week now), your mind can wander.  Well, after pondering Levi’s soliloquy and then clipping in, this was my stream of consciousness:

I am a cyclist

I am a husband

I am a brother, uncle and a son.

I am a computer programmer.

I am not a gamer.

At one time, I was an excellent bowler.

I am a guitarist.

I will not have children.  It used to bother me a little, but not any more.

I can see why some people don’t like Woody Paige.

I don’t drink alcohol.  I do drink caffeine.

I love chocolate.  Don’t care much for hard candy.

I have a lack of discipline when it comes to food.  If I don’t want to be tempted, I can’t have it near me.

I have a strong immune system, I think.  I don’t get sick very often.  Not having kids likely helps.

I’m scared of being fat again.  That has to mean something deep on some level, doesn’t it?

I hate yardwork.  Mowing the lawn is a 90 minute chore.  A 3 hour ride is a joy.

I love it when my legs feel totally fatigued and a little sore after a tough ride.  I feel like I did something fulfilling.

I tend to be routine-oriented, but not married to it.  “One man’s rut is another man’s groove”, I say.

I hate it when the above is interpreted as my being panicked when a routine is interrupted.  I not Rain Man for crying out loud.

I don’t see my friends as often as I’d like.

Man, do I miss riding outside.


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  1. #1 by Bryan on February 3, 2010 - 2:07 pm

    That’s interesting. I’m scheduled for a short ride on the trainer tonight and will give this some thought.

    I actually don’t mind working in the yard. It feels good.

    • #2 by mildstallion on February 3, 2010 - 2:18 pm

      If I ever do enjoy working in the yard, I’ll never admit it.

  2. #3 by ersie37 on February 3, 2010 - 3:24 pm

    I was an excellent bowler, when I was 10. Once bowled a 186.

  3. #4 by Sarahh on February 3, 2010 - 8:39 pm

    I don’t PANIC per se when my routine is interrupted, but I sure as hell don’t like it. I conclude it’s genetic.

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