Though the streams are swollen
Keep them doggies rolling
Rawhide
That song about a cattle drive, the Blues Brothers version, was echoing in my head as I tried the new (used) rollers I picked up this week.
My road bike was getting a tuneup at East Coasters, expected back today, but I got it back yesterday and gave the rollers a try right away. I arranged the playroom so I was safely (sort of) sandwiched between the wall and the attractive green leather couch.
I should have probably worn the stuffed dog for extra protection.
This is going to take a little time to master, I can see. Staying in the middle of the rollers is tricky part it's hard to imagine doing this all clipped in, or doing so without razor-sharp zen focus. I can't see doing this and say...watching TV...or watching anything but that front drum! I'm envisioning a safety harness going up to the attic rafters....
Aw, really, I like a challenge and am glad to have the rollers! For now I will just stick to short sessions to get the hang of it since I need to be careful till I get through the Beach2Battleship half. And I will try not to bleed on the wall any more. Or anywhere else.
Move 'em on, head' em up
Head 'em up, move' em on
Move 'em on, head' em up
Rawhide
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, cut 'em out
Call 'em out, ride 'em in
Rawhide
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rawhide
Rawhide
