A Note to MS 150 Contributors

09.9.2005 | 6:10 am

All four of my limbs are now accounted for, magic-marker-wise, for the MS 150 this weekend. I have heee-larious, cryptic things go on two of my limbs, but Riley and Peter: after ponying up big-time for the MS 150 (thank you!), you never sent me e-mail telling me what you’d like inscribed on the Fat Cyclist this Saturday.
Please e-mail me (fatty@fatcyclist.com) ASAP, and let me know.
‘Course, you’re not obligated  to use me as a billboard. That’s your call. I just didn’t want you to miss the opportunity because an e-mail got lost in transit or some such thing.
And for those of you who have got bracelets on order as part of this, my wife’s got all the product on order and is excited to get started making some cool jewelry for you.
To everyone who contributed: Thanks. I got generous donations from family, co-workers, and lots of friends I’ve only met through this blog. Some people who couldn’t afford to give, did anyway, and I know for sure some people gave for MS the same day they were giving for hurricane victim relief.
I love seeing this side of human nature.


  1. Comment by Ariane | 09.9.2005 | 3:48 pm

    Hey, that’s right– that’s tomorrow, isn’t it? Good luck then!

  2. Comment by Jeff | 09.9.2005 | 4:02 pm

    If Riley and Peter never speak up, let us know. I’m sure we can think of clever things on their behalf.

  3. Comment by Unknown | 09.9.2005 | 4:51 pm

    Awww man…you had to go and bring up that handlebar thing…and just when therapy had freed me from the anguish…I still blame you, you know! If you hadn’t used the word "taiwanese" in conjunction with my bar, it never would have known that it was substandard.

  4. Comment by Phil | 09.9.2005 | 7:17 pm

    Give ‘em hell, Fatty. Lay down a tough pace, don’t let anyone suck wheel (Eddy hated wheel suckers, so should you), attack on the hills. Yeah it’s the MS 150. But tomorrow only comes once in this lifetime.

  5. Comment by Terrell | 10.11.2005 | 9:25 pm

    I rode with the Seattle International Randonneurs as a visitor this Spring in an early-season 200K brevet. It had a completely different vibe from what I’m used to in Southern California. First of all, no one showed up in a Hummer. Second, there were a lot of natural fibers like cotton and wool. There was also a whole ritual of etiquette around fenders: it was a rainy day and the lowest on the respect totem pole were those without "courtesy flaps", mud flaps for the uninitiated. No one would draft me but that meant I didn’t have to do a pull all day long. And, yes, everyone was Pacific Northwest nice. It was a fun ride with a tasty lunch afterwards.


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