Well ! ,
That does make me reflect upon Clementine , asking to wear her dad's old wool warm-up jacket - once the warrior's uniform , and anointed with his blood in battle - now a teen-girl's fashion accessory .
And that does make me consider cleated cycling shoes , or as Scott's mom would term them "ballerina slippers" .
And , in the past , I have instructed cycling neophytes to , "Stop pedaling flat-footed . It makes your feet feel dead . Get up on the balls of your feet and DANCE !"
( . . . dancing , dancing , dancing . . . )
And we have been mentioning Mercier Pink several times lately .
But really , I had not expected this to turn the direction of David Bowie and The Spiders From Mars , all in some "Man Who Fell To Earth" sort of way . . .
Although , if you walk into the tiny town's only grocery store , wearing full cycling regalia ( whether 21st Century test-tube fabric with sublimated-dye designs of dancing lizards - or finely woven wool emblazoned with names of teams long forgotten ) . . .
Certain of the good folk of the small country community may make you feel as though you were a big block of "blue-ice" , dropped by sheer unexpected chance , into their otherwise smoothly placid and entirely un-rippled existence .
( look it up ! )
> On Mon, 02 Jun 2003 23:04:15 +0000 firstname.lastname@example.org writes:
> "Maybe the big difference between 1980 and 1985 had less to do with the
> march of
> technology and more to do with a new class of folks who came into the
> sport and
> were less entranced with the European weirdness of the whole thing (which
> I have
> always found intoxicating.) The triatheletes and, later, the mountain
> wanted a different kind of flash, convenience, and experience, and a
> post-boom industry was ready to give it to them."
> well stated.
> i sum it up in one word: androgyny.
> Richard Sachs Cycles
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> Chester, CT 06412 USA
> Tel. 860.526.2059