Jeez, jrandom, I'd love to just have sore hands after a ride.
Try 50kms on my fizzer. It's gotta have the most painful seat I've ever experienced.
I swear its trying to push me apart about the bit where my legs meet my hips.
You get off that thing walking like John Wayne 
But a small price to pay for what it feels like when you pull back the throttle in 3rd gear...
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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