had to send the doofus shoes back to rocket 7. they make good shit, no doubt about it...but the toe box was a little off, and it was makin doof's knee wiggle. so, just like last year, doof is knocked off his bike for a month due to shoe issues. fucking sucks.
training, if you can call it that, on a crappyfuji 'cross bike in some shoes that are a half size too large, but that sort of works cause when doof stuffs a cheap peterson orthotic in them they more or less work. that, and doof is going to the stupidass gym and huffing away on something called an efx, which is all but useless except it offers a superb view of fine chick ass when doof is lucky and some hairy dude when he isn't.
doof can't fucking breathe. allergies like mad. can't sleep. can't breathe. maybe his allergy doc will put him on a prednisone pack or maybe he'll just smack him in the head and tell him to fuck off.
yeah, this blog was absolutelyshitwitty wasn't it. you do better, asshole....