(I sooooo would not do well on that new “Singing Bee” TV Show because I’m pretty much done after that. Stevie Wonder would be ashamed.)
In any event, there she is. The schematic of my new Crono which is being built as I type. It’s a bunch of numbers and angles and percentages that mean absolutely NOTHING to me, but will hopefully mean the world to my butt when it attempts to train for and compete in an Ironman next Spring.
The end result of all of the geekiness? a 650c Guru Crono that will look remarkably like this baby. (minus the $1600 racing wheels for now–my husband loves me, but there are limits.)
However, where this bike is blue, mine will be red. (A girl who hails from Columbus, Ohio can’t escape the glorious Ohio State colors of Scarlet and Gray. ) The sad thing? The paint job was fully customizable. I could’ve gone pink and purple, teal and red, gold and black, chocolate brown and powder blue…you name it. What did I go for instead? The colors that I’ll never tire of. The colors that I’ll never say, “What was I thinking???”
Plus, doesn’t red make you go faster?
God, I hope so…