color ride and got shi* on (literally)

Under perfect riding conditions and autumn colors at pretty much their peak, yesterday I got shi* on at Brighton Recreation Area. I was about a mile in, climbing a hill with large trees surrounding me and...splat! On my left thigh was a large brown turd, looking like whatever sent it my way had White Castle the night before because it was a wet one. I pulled out my water bottle, sprayed it off and went on my way but that was a first. 

Turds aside, attached is my reaction to being shi* on and some color views.

Trail Head

Bad Football in Cheese Country

The bike tour headed to cheese country this weekend to witness what was expected to be, at least in my old pea brain, a competitive football game between two evenly rated foes. But it was not to be as the Badgers brought reality to the Spartans. Co-worker friend Kevin also was there for the game with his wife and other Spartan slappies. His last text reply below pretty much sums up the game.

Shi**y football aside, thank you Madison.

Trail Head

graduate of the Jim M photobomber club 

my section 

view of the beat down 

life as a largemelon - one size does NOT fit all

My e-mail address confirms it. I am 'the' largemelon. I was a dial up internet user back when I created that address; no extra numbers or funky characters needed. I am the largemelon. 

With the attached proof from my youth to confirm it.  My mom used to sew extended velcro strips on the back of my baseball hat in high school as the 'normal' size was not even close. It made me look faster as well as the hat rarely stayed on my head even with the extra support. 

With the craving for the lazy to sue anything and everything, I'm surprised someone in the big head community hasn't sued the hat world for the 'one size fits all' label as I'm here to confirm that one size does NOT fit all. Not even close. 

Queue the way back machine to 7th grade with the first more or less formal football practice for yours truly. It took a helmet from what I am guessing the 1950's for one to fit me but what the heck. Large helmet and all, we ruled the gridiron back in 1978. Probably one of my favorite seasons of football. One stinky helmet from I am guessing 20 or so users of said helmet before I stunk it up some more. 

Fast forward to my junior year in high school. Another helmet conflict. This time they manually painted an extra large helmet available (it was white) to resemble the school colors. It was close but I stood out for the better or worse with the color mismatch. 

Thankfully the district got a few more bucks my senior year so I got to match my teammates on the football field. We still sucked.

Trail Head

7th grade - yours truly in front with the Tom Harmon look -
Jim M. photobombing even before there was photobombing 

Junior year. 1983. My helmet is a bit brighter than my teammates as they
manually spray painted a larger helmet to fit my melon

shout out to my large headed posse