And what about you? says he.
Me? Well... says I.
Would you be interested? says he.
Interested, sure. I love the idea, but the reality of 100 gravel miles? I don’t know, says I.
Nice thing is there’s time enough for dedicated training, says he.
Who else’ve you talked to? says I.
Well, there’s Wheel, here...Jerry’s interested...Dan, but logistics are tough being 10 hrs away...rides like this really aren’t Tim’s thing.... says he.
I’d be the slow one, says I.
Time is called when the fourth one rolls through. The three others
take
good
care
of the fourth. That’s why it’s called a gentleman’s ride, says he.
Hmm, says I. My brows scrunch together.
What about Jimmy? Have you talked to Jimmy? says the other.
What...and have him nurse MY ass along all day!?! says he.
- tob * sigh...so I guess it's gotta be mine *
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Showing posts with label says he. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Saturday, April 02, 2011
Monday, August 10, 2009
Proposal

in a kayak
traversing the Chain of Lakes
passing through the tunnel
between Lake Calhoun and Isles
he looked down at me
I sure like what you're doin, says he
Great day for being on the lake, says I
I'm lookin' for a wife if you're interested, says he
Already taken! says I
- TheOldBag old guy just standing there watching the paddlers pass by....
Sunday, December 04, 2005
After the Reindeer Run
or
Five Miles is the Farthest I've EVER Run

So this is the farthest I've ever gone, says I.
Good for you, says he.
I've always been best at short distances, says I.
What about cycling? says he.
Well, crits and pursuits at the track when I was racing, says I.
But now? says he.
Oh, I can be out all day at a decent clip, says I.
Hey, ya know that injury, says he.
Yah, says I.
Well, the doctor told me I could run 10 miles by the time the snow flies, says he.
But ya did that by the end of August, says I.
I was a bit ahead of schedule, says he.
That’s just like you, says I.
So, I ran 16 miles the other day just to see, says he.
And? says I.
Felt good, says he.
I don’t want to ever run 16 miles, says I.
Ya just have to decide you want to do it, says he.
I don’t plan to ever want to, says I.
You could do it, says he.
I run for 30 minutes and call it good, says I.
Ya just have to go slower to go farther, says he.
!
...I'll have to think about that one, says I.
- The Old Bag's Thinkin'
Five Miles is the Farthest I've EVER Run

So this is the farthest I've ever gone, says I.
Good for you, says he.
I've always been best at short distances, says I.
What about cycling? says he.
Well, crits and pursuits at the track when I was racing, says I.
But now? says he.
Oh, I can be out all day at a decent clip, says I.
Hey, ya know that injury, says he.
Yah, says I.
Well, the doctor told me I could run 10 miles by the time the snow flies, says he.
But ya did that by the end of August, says I.
I was a bit ahead of schedule, says he.
That’s just like you, says I.
So, I ran 16 miles the other day just to see, says he.
And? says I.
Felt good, says he.
I don’t want to ever run 16 miles, says I.
Ya just have to decide you want to do it, says he.
I don’t plan to ever want to, says I.
You could do it, says he.
I run for 30 minutes and call it good, says I.
Ya just have to go slower to go farther, says he.
!
...I'll have to think about that one, says I.
- The Old Bag's Thinkin'
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