keep the muffin in the muffin cup
June 26, 2008
When you get to be my age, you begin to realize the importance of having an undershirt you can tuck in.
I went for a very long bike ride this morning, down Suncrest, up AF Canyon to the top, and back, 40 miles and 4,500 feet of vertical, 3 hours. I’m quite tired. Then I rode my motorcycle to work. I was still hot and sweating after my shower, so I elected to go “undershirtless” for the air conditioning effect. No big deal, right?
Except, today was windy. Although, I guess when you’re going 80 mph on a motorcycle on the freeway, it’s always windy.
Anyway. I’m riding along, in the HOV lane, feeling good, feeling cool. And suddenly, feeling a little TOO cool. I look down, and my shirt has blown up around my moobs. Leaving my 42 year old muffin top fully exposed, and not exposed in a “I’m sucking in my gut so I can still look good” way, but rather, in a “I’m sitting upright but hunched over on a motorcycle, all relaxed like, so my muffin top is hanging over my belt” kind of way.
I mean, it wasn’t as bad as this:
But it wasn’t good either.
Note to self–wear an undershirt, and TUCK IT IN.
dug 
June 26, 2008 at 5:23 pm
Go with one of those sweet one piece suits that integrate top and bottom. Old school. Plus, it can’t come untucked.
June 26, 2008 at 5:26 pm
When I saw the title of this post show up on my RSS reader, I hesitated. “Do I really want to know what dug is talking about?” Fortunately it wasn’t one of the more frightening topics I imagined.
Ahh, that picture you posted! Even a glance and it’s burned into my brain, if not retinas.
Good to see you on the ride this morning.
I was going to write this comment in 2nd person for you, but I got lazy.
June 26, 2008 at 5:44 pm
I was going to make a comment about how spandex (lycra?) should only come in certain sizes to avoid situations such as the above picture. But then I realized that what she’s got on probably wasn’t her size anyway. It’s looking rather sheer due to excessive stretching.
June 26, 2008 at 8:08 pm
I think the muffin top may be the secret to your domination in the sprints. I’m gonna start working on mine.
June 27, 2008 at 5:02 am
Looks like he’s really gunning that thing. I wonder if it’s even moving. That number on the helmet should have been blurred out. It makes the picture even more revolting.
June 27, 2008 at 7:35 am
Hey – Hey, cool it on the muffin tops. They are the best part of the muffin!!
June 27, 2008 at 8:13 am
Mom? Dad?
June 27, 2008 at 9:24 am
my eyes, my eyes!
June 27, 2008 at 11:09 am
Dug- try and find some cobblestone to ride on. The vibrations will burn fat and soon, your muffin top will be gone.
At least it’s a hairless muffin top.
Oh, and, do you have $0.50 I can borrow? I know you do.
June 27, 2008 at 11:13 am
bikemike, audible.
rick, i DO have .50 around here somewhere, at least i did a minute ago. let me poke around.
June 27, 2008 at 12:05 pm
ooops, sorry. thought that was a picture of the parental units, upon closer inspection, it would appear to be my ex-wife and…uhhh…someone.
June 27, 2008 at 2:08 pm
“…and my shirt has blown up around my moobs”
…I can’t breathe, still.
June 27, 2008 at 8:45 pm
Liposuction.