Epic?!

Sunday was stupid. I should have just stayed in the garage and built bikes. But noooo, I gotta go ride. Of course I didn't want to ride alone so I text messaged O-Dogg to meet up. He accepted and my day was about to turn to shit. With the temperature about 38 degrees and the wind wipping at 20-30 mph I kitted up and rode downtown to meet Omer. I won't get into details about the ride but Omer's built for flat, windy riding and let's just say that I'm not. After 3.5 hours of wind and rain I got home and for some reason I've been in a pissy mood ever since. I think that ride broke me. Stupid bike. I'm moving to California.