Only twats ride with worn cleats

hippy, that is neither my arse nor my elbow. That is Soul's head.

Great news on the date, but don't book anything in for it, just in case

Nothing planned nor booked. I am going to have to do a considerable amount of base training before I get back to basic fitness. Not only have I not been cycling, but I have been very inactive with very little walking or anything.

Actually that is Hippy's head if I'm not mistaken. Lucky for us you cannot see individual thoughts. *PHEW!

And it jolly well hurts.

10 stitches on a gash which exposed a chipped elbow and monstrously bruised buttocks.

Luckily the bus that was behind me as I spun out of control was far enough behind to see me and stop.

Thanks to the pedestrians who helped me off the road.

I cycled the mile or so home, dripping blood all the way and then my wife kindly drove me to the Whittington where they were superb.

My cycling jersey was ruined but its quality certainly saved me from further abrasions.

No cycling this weekend.

Well you aint the only TWAT out there mate. Two guys in my cycling club also had accidents because of worn "Look cleats". One called CJ, who was last July 09 and he was sent by Air Ambulance with a broken collar bone. He felt a right Twat I can tell ya!!

Then there was Little John who also last year in October whilst riding home from Bridgend, got out of the saddle and his foot came out of the pedal and he landed rather heavily on the floor. Ended up in hospital and was sent home on crutches and had an infected knee. He still cant feel any sensation in one part of the knee. And all this because of a Worn fucking cleat. He feels a right Twat aswell mate!!

On a less humoured note, hope you are feeling better you daft twat lolol!!

Yeah, get it right, butt man!

Cliveo - have you tried Homeopathy ?

Tynans yer man

http://www.lfgss.com/thread37246-4.html#post1195334

not4sale, homeopathy might be necessary if tomorrow's operation fails; that and a trip to Lourdes. Does Tynan agree with visits to the shrine of the Blessed Virgin at Lourdes, I wonder?

No-legs, I can only say that from experience, Look Keo cleats should be checked and replaced regularly. Although expensive, the cost of injury is far greater.

Hippy, you promised that you wouldn't make any more butt jokes. I am disappointed.

Full report follows tomorrow after surgery. Friday I am at home convelescing and will see how to load images from my MRI scan. The secretaries at work have asked for a photo of the wound itself. I am working out how I can achieve that without facing some form of action being commenced against me or the firm.

Clive, Clive , Clive. Clive, the big issue here is how much longer can you keep this up? How on earth is a man in your reduced circumstances going to get his hands, his filthy, filthy hands, on an MRI scan to upload; let alone one of a buttock? Surely you must realise that you are entering the final act, approaching the tragic denouement, of this self-penned farce? Your secretaries Clive; they are not real. My dear friend, there are no secretaries on the street. No in-tray, no in-box, no should-I-hold-your-calls? It can only be a matter of time before, beneath your soiled and matted beard, you are recognised, begging for change outside Greggs. Is that how you want it to be; for one of your old pals, or even worse, one of your old colleagues, a staid and distinguished practitioner of law, to discover you?
I am begging you Clive, stop this pretense. There is hope, there is a future for you but only if you dismantle this fantasy and admit the truth: you are a homeless bum, a dreg amongst dregs, a meths-sniffing, crust-chewing, barking at the moon bum. I say this in all kindness.
Please Clive, once and for all, give up this charade.

Clive, in your honour, I finally swapped out my SPD-SL cleats. Well, Scherrit did during a recent TT bike fit.
He guarantees 100W more power for each millimetre inwards my feet are moved and said I would beat Cancellara if I gave up the booze. Oh how we laughed..

Please Hippy, don't indulge his delusions. In the end it will only make his recovery that much more difficult.

Cliveo, Thank you for those words of wisdom on Look keo cleats. I'll pass on those words to that daft pair of twats when I see them at the weekend ha ha ha ha the reckless twats that they are ho ho ho!!

Please Hippy, don't indulge his delusions. In the end it will only make his recovery that much more difficult.

Abuse Your Delusions, Guns & Roses, 1991

Those were the days.

Clive, track day, 2010

Hippy, in what discipline did Scherrit envisage you beating Cancellara? I think you could beat him in a variety of events without having to give up the booze.

Will, you know how to hurt a man when he is down on his luck. Just wait until misfortune befalls you. Then you will appreciate my delusions.

World Professional Apple Pie Eating Champion of West London!

How's your bum tonight?

No-legs, I can only say that from experience, Look Keo cleats should be checked and replaced regularly.

Look really should introduce a new Kliveo model in honour of this thread.

clive, hope your operation goes ok/better/finally tomorrow.

Clive - we are all praying for your buttock.

Just the one.

Good luck.

i hope the mri scan doesn't reveal you to be a cylon or something.

cliveo the cylon.

Tis a day for hospitals!

Wishing you the very best of luck Clive.

Good luck Mr O

Clive - we are all praying for your buttock.

Just the one.

Good luck.

We will not be laying on of hands tho…

/one for the southern baptists y'all/

good luck, Clive.

Clive, haven't seen you for too long. Hope today goes well

Best of luck Clive, be sure to let us know where to send the posse of fair maidens (erm serious health professionals) to anoint your posterior with sweet smelling oils.

We've discovered a hitherto unexploited clause in the NHS patient's charter of 1853 which covers inter alia injuries sustained from falling off a your horse owing to inadequately maintained boots or stirrups. I'm fairly confident that the fine legal minds of LFGSS will be able to convince the local NHS to send the above mentioned massagengers to your bedside.