i have always hated skirts. i only wore them when my mom made me on picture day. i also hate pink and purple. (i'm an orange & yellow type of girl)
since this summer i have worn more skirts than i have cummulatively my entire life. it all started because i started riding at the track, and it was easy to change my spandex on the infield if a put a skirt on. so i started wearing them to work on wednesday and thursday. then, my quads got really big....and my pants became teeny bopper-esque... so skirts truly were the best solution because they don't get tight when my quads were growing at lightning speed.
tonight i realized something new. skirts aren't only a matter of convience for changing & nice for expanding quads.... they also get you free stuff.
i headed into SF tonight for goldsprints roller racing. it isn't nearly as scary as i thought it would be, mostly because the bikes have the fork stand.... sprinting on rollers is a bit unnerving in my doorway at home... let alone after a couple of beers, with people yelling, and in an open room with someone right next to you. but, sigh of relief, the set up was pretty tame because of the forkstand. anyway. don't drink a beer before you do a sprint on the rollers. it made me ill and i thought i was going to crap my pants afterwards.
my first sprint was a bunch of fun... except i had my seat too low. but shit, i am friggin out of shape. it is weird when you can feel that your legs are moving slow slow slow...but you are getting more and more tired. it was a 500m sprint and i think i was 23 seconds or something like that. not so good. my feet are slooooow. anyway, the second sprint (for the girl final) i totally bit the big one and lost... i was pretty stupid and was 3 seconds slower that time. oops. better luck next time.
anyway, back to my point, is wearing a skirt rules. i put on some spandex under my skirt for the races tonight.... mostly cause my jeans are a bit stiff and i thought it would be more comfortable. anyway, even though i totally lost-- the guy who was putting it on gave me a free hat for a prize. being a girl rules. i would have worn skirts a long time ago if i knew it got me free stuff.