Being an EZ Rider....isn't

So the fleet got a new EZ Rider who soon found out that "EZ" is more irony than one man can take. Last night was his second night riding, and while he was beat, it was a significantly better than his first. I had always wondered what would happen if a non-bike crazed individual, one who doesn't normally ride 100 miles a week and isn't given to ridiculous feats of leg muscle, tried this job. Well I got to find out, and it wasn't pretty. I wouldn't say anything bad about him if it was still true, and he has since improved. In his first night, he managed to break two bikes and throw up ten times. Oh yes, it's true. This guy is a red blooded, all American male and he had his ... lunch handed to him. This puts things in a whole new perspective; my job is hard, hard work. But the new guy's second night was a complete success; no vomiting and no broken bike (he rode his own bike an old rigid GT with full XT). Props to him. And the next time Joe Blow says he can totally do my job, I'll have a story for him.