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The Pink Destroyer

I have not "officially introduced" my new bike on my blog, and it only seems right to do so.

So, here she is:

Note Philip, my bike's baby daddy, named it. Destroyer is far too aggressive sounding for my taste, but I do admit it is growing on me. I guess as long as you put "Pink" in front of it, it does not sound as intimidating and monster-like any more :-)

Philip does a more formal introduction here.
The Redman Half Ironman was her debut ride and I'll blog more about that race at some point, if my life ever seems to calm down or get close to back to normal. Short story is that I had a 21 minute PR (5:50 finish time) and that Jon kicked butt and came in at 5:00 on the dot for his first race at that distance. The funny part is that is the exact time I had predicted for him but I did not tell him my prediction and he did not tell me what he had in his head time wise either (I won that "competition" by the way...he was assuming he'd take close to six hours to finish...ha!).

Comments

Anonymous said…
she's beautiful!

Peace.
Steph
September 30, 2009 at 9:26 AM
trigirl82 said…
Love it! And you saying, "my bike's baby daddy".. hahaha. Nice.
September 30, 2009 at 6:22 PM
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