Today while bike riding, we had a Nick Viselli sighting. I love Nick Viselli. I love Nick Viselli because he tells stories that go like this, "We were on the kayaking circuit with our ten year old grand daughter when we saw a heliomonster and I tried to ride out, but my bike had a flat tire, so I used my lighter and duct tape and a hollowed out piece of bacon to facet a bike pump and got us out of there."
This is the first time we've seen Viselli since he retired last year. He's been too busy donatating blood (playing rugby) and wining champtionship rugby mugs and following the Junior Olympics kayaking team and building commerical buildings to ride bikes with us. He needs shoulder surgery, but is going to wait until after he goes to Japan to play rugby to get it fixed. Nick Viselli said, "I'm gonna stay a bit back from you because I don't have any breaks to speak of." Because Nick Viselli disabled all of his breaks pretty early on in the ride. Who rides mountain bikes without breaks? Nick Viselli. Because he is freaking hard core. The worst part? Even though he could kick your butt 25 times over he will pretend he's completely fine riding at your pace.
I want to be Nick Viselli.
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