Saturday, June 07, 2008
The Daggy Ride
After running my arse off early in the day for 90 minutes (how does a 630am winter morning's start sound?), i took up the roller crew's offer of joining their DAGGY RIDE! Made the most of it: dagged it up to the max on my SS rigid MTB, thanks to a kafyir and white, over-sized Arabian robe, and my trusty Chaco sandals. Then it was off to Vigor for the meet-up of fellow dags. We proceeded to terrorize the streets of the CBD, Albert Park, St Kilda, and Southbank with our dagginess. The dagginess didn't really work along Smith/Brunswick Street though (we would have been considered ORDINARY there). Overall, i thought this was a pretty good way to recover from the week's training. Not the most glamorous of methods, for sure (we turned heads along Beach Rd especially), but we didn't give a rat's proverbial....
Rubearn, just out of bed; myself, just out of Riyadh.
Fellow daggy riders Bruce, Christina and Kerry outside Vigor.
Jonathan's cow socks... part of his dairy theme for the Daggy Ride. Now all we need is a cowbell!
John and Bruce waiting for the lights at Flinders Street Station.
I'll post more pics shortly...stayed tuned, fellow daggy wannabes!
Rubearn, just out of bed; myself, just out of Riyadh. 
Fellow daggy riders Bruce, Christina and Kerry outside Vigor.
Jonathan's cow socks... part of his dairy theme for the Daggy Ride. Now all we need is a cowbell!
John and Bruce waiting for the lights at Flinders Street Station.
I'll post more pics shortly...stayed tuned, fellow daggy wannabes!
