Scott Martin

Hey guys. I'm on the group ride. Yup, I'm sitting at the back of the pack sending you a tweet from my cell phone.

Don't you luv Twitter ? Better sign off -- here comes a hill.

Whew. Almost got dropped. Couldn't get my phone into the jersey pocket. Then a guy clipped my rear wheel and crashed. Why's everybody glaring at me ?

Some old dude's yelling at me to "stop texting and ride." Go sit on a toe clip, you stupid Luddite.

"Listen, gramps," I say, "I'm on Twitter, the popular micro-blogging service that lets you send text-based posts, called tweets, up to 140 bytes in length."

"Bite this," he says. Jerk.

Town-line sprint coming up. I'm gonna sprint with my cell in 1 hand so if I win, I can snap a photo of myself crossing the line.

I won !!! Look 4 the pix on my website, a full report on my blog and a tweet with a link.

Guess what ? It's kinda hard to sprint in a straight line with a phone in 1 hand.

If you look at the photo closely, you can see the other riders pumping their fists to celebrate my victory. At least I think that's what they're doing.

I'm at the bike shop. I can't believe those guys ran me into a ditch. I think there's swamp water in my seat tube.

$100 to drain and fumigate my frame ? What a rip-off.

At le@st my ce!l didn't g-t tOo wet. Dunno wh@t I'd dO if I c0uldn't twee...

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