Well, this week I'm out of the office and instead spending my time at a training facility in order to be the best nerd I can be. Overall, this is pretty sweet.
However, the parking situation at the training facility, to put it kindly, sucks. Outdoors, wide open, no shade to be found. I'll tell you what, although I'd rather ride than be stuck in a cage, hopping on a black Triumph that's been sitting in the August sun in Phoenix is not comfortable.
Apart from the odd heat making me wonder if I've somehow wet my pants, the tank is hot enough to burn my legs through my pants.
I can deal with all of this, of course, but I'd really rather not.
Tomorrow I'm bringing a towel to cover the more important contact points on the bike...
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The up side of this is that it eliminates the need for contraception.
I imagine that would *ahem* "parboil one's eggs" pretty quick.
Chris Cope - That's what I like about you, Chris. You're a "glass half full" kind of guy.
Wolfie - I don't know about parboiling eggs, but it sure does an efficient job of roasting my nuts.
ouch!!!!!!
Ouch!!!!! is right...
I've always been surprised by how few motorcycles you see in Phoenix and area - especially since we of the frozen north look upon 100 degree temps as being heaven on earth. I think you've probably just explained why that is. Perhaps you need a white summer seat.
That's what those little "cover the top half of the bike" things are for, dude! I don't really care about the health of any guy's personal parts. But it's a shame to fade motorcycle paint like that.
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