I tried the President's "Training Mantra" last night...

[BiggJawn]

It didn't work.

"Cain't drink...Cain't drink...Cain't drink...Condi's HOT, but Ah'm murried...
Cain't drink...Condi's HOT, but Ah'm murried...Cain't drink..."

Shit, I figured it makes HIM go 18 miles in 80 minutes.....

[ashling]

1. How many times did you fall off the bike?

[BiggJawn]

2. None. I think that was the problem.

I use pedals that clip in, not those studly-looking STRAPS...:evilgrin:

[Lisa]

3. so you went with the low "hrrr, hrrr, hrrr" grunting?

Another possibility is that the man is imagining Bar Bush chasing after him with a spanking paddle. Now there's incentive for you!

Frankly, it's the only thing I can think of that would result in his near-panic style of exercising ...


From "Runner's World" (Bush at the "Fun Run"):

"During the second mile . . . the pace and the heat begin to take their toll. . . . His shirt is plastered to his chest with sweat, he's gasping for air, and he's spitting and belching the way anyone might in an all-out race." Bush completes the second mile more slowly than the first -- and with one mile to go, he's not looking good. "It's clear the President is laboring. I'm wondering if he's going to fall apart in the last mile--a hazard of going out too fast."

[BiggJawn]

4. Only on the climbs...

And it's "Le hrrr, Le hrrr, Le hrrr" (remember Pepe LePeu?)