Menage a duo..

I either am suffering from some form of mental illness OR SexyG has got to be the best shag, ever! There is just no other way to explain the fact that I am sitting here in my car on one of THE most coldest days in the history of the planet waiting for my boyfriend to cycle past..

And this after being woken up this morning at 3.30am to get to Hilton in time for the start at 6am.. Its disgusting really.. being made to go out in this almost minus temperature to watch boys playing in the mud.. Totally uncivilised spectator points where there are no Mugg n Bean’s where I can at least warm up with hot coffee and plug my laptop in to browse the net..

So here I am now hoping the battery doesn’t die soon while I whine away about how cold I am and how badly I need a loo.. There are portopotty’s here.. but how scary aren’t those things.. I have been trapped in a trapeze act or two in them and will now only go if it’s a case of “portopotty” or “peemyself”… I am not at “peemyself” point yet!

“Oh Yeahhhhhh!!!.. Sexy G is here.. looking good- looking good, IF you discount all the mud covering his body…I think its actually illegal to look as hot as he does..He grabs his toolbox..needs to lube up and then off he goes.. Not without kissing me with muddy lips first of course.. I mean at this rate my day can only get better, right?”

Can now move on to the next point.. but I think I will go to that little one stop I saw on the way up this morning and recharge my batteries first ( me and my laptop) have the pee of the century and then I will be ready to face the next uncivilised and muddy cheerleading spot..

This event so far has been nothing but a big giant mud party.. with mud boys walking around carrying their mud bikes.. each shouting ridiculous comments at each other like.. ” whats the weather like!” and “I see your wearing brown today!” .. *groan*.. I wanna throw myself under some tyres and end my suffering.. Watching them slip n slide towards me has got to be the highlight of the morning so far though.. Guys trying to do cool things and mother nature flipping them the birdie as they wobble to and fro in the battle for balance and coolness.. “Check my moves!”.. I am almost tempted to shout at some them.. “You Pussy’s!! pop a wheelie man, or don’t you know how?!”.. But this I know will not go down well with some spectators and I can’t outmaneuver them on the gravel roads as fast in my car…lol

One thing I have learnt from this excursion today is that low profile’s are not designed for mud and dirt roads.. the jarring has given me premature arthritis in the lower back and ass.. I can still feel the vibrations course through me.. With no happiness factor at all..

As I said.. I am thoroughly of the opinion that my mental status needs a once over..

Thank Goodness this event is only once a year and the only other event he does do that requires me to follow him from one point to another is the Sani2C but for that one he will be sleeping out..lol.. the other events aren’t too bad with it being a start and finish at the same spot..

I am not much of a participant in sports.. I am more of a Cheerleader.. Will bring my poms-poms and cheer you on from the comfort of my car or any other spot I can relax and chill.. And most of the time I drag QueenG with me and we point and drool at all the men in tights…

Oh well, the day is almost done I suppose.. just a few more hours then I am going home and chilling with my favourite guy while he regales me with the tales of his ride.. I will hear about the corner that he owned.. the jump that made the photographers flinch.. and all this with a big smile.. mud in his ears and some grass stuck between his teeth…

Boys will always be just boys.. and how I do LOVE this Boy!!

…..So boys… snap on your spandex.. see you next year