Next Tuesday And Beyond!
If only there was a way for me to look like an even bigger dork while riding my million dollar, plastic road bike like an asshole, breaking traffic laws to beat strava times, while also getting rid of this pesky $600 that I just can’t stand to look at anymore.
Hang on just a second…
By golly, two birds with one stone.
And a bonus bird in the fact that now road bike training is somehow even less fun than it ever was because your glasses are reminding you of how much you suck and how you should shoot steroids right into your ball(s) if you want to be competitive at this stupid sport.
Thanks to the open platform OS, I suspect it is only a matter of time until someone writes an app for this system that directs you into oncoming traffic or reminds you to go fuck yourself every half mile.