Greg’s Got True Grit

They tell me you’re a man of true grit.” -Mattie Ross to Rooster Cogburn in the film True Grit.

It might seem as though the featured photo, the title of this post, and the movie quote have absolutely nothing to do with a bicycle ride, but before you click the X in the upper right corner of your computer screen, please give me a chance to put it all together. Thank you.

If you’re still reading, I can tell you my ride started out innocently enough. It would be just a 20-25 mile venture into Minnesota farm country. Then I remembered I haven’t posted anything on Cycle365 for a week. Well, when was the last time THAT happened? So I started looking for photo ops. Unfortunately, there were no faces out in the countryside and there wasn’t much I haven’t shown here time and time again. I was just going to settle for the following picture of greenness, to which I would attach a “clever” caption.

A whole lotta green.

Of course, I couldn’t leave “well enough” alone. I titled this selfie “A Whole Lotta Grin.”

Followed by “A Whole Lotta Grain.

I was groovin’ on that theme of a whole lotta stuff beginning with a GR and then ending with an N. (Get it? Groovin’?”) But soon I ran out of ideas and I had to settle for any word that just began with a GR — like “grit” and “Greg.”

A whole lotta GRIT.

Oh good grief, Greg gets it. He knows it’s his attempt at no-so-great grandstanding. Greg is grasping at straws, if you will.

Still, the un-rideable grit on the shoulder of the road got me to thinking about the movie, True Grit. I liked the original version, but I liked the more recent Coen Brothers version way better. John Wayne got an Oscar for the first one, but Jeff Bridges’ portrayal of Rooster was ten times better — in my humble opinion as an expert movie critic.

GRRrrrrroannn! Here’s a trio of face pictures to finish off my participation in this month’s challenge. I’ll try to come up with something a little less eye-wormy for next month.

Plant Face, which is way better than a face-plant.

This face on the back of this tow truck looks so much like a pig face that I’m worried it might have been intentional.

Bath tub face. Don’t be too quick to disqualify this one based on the idea it wasn’t taken on a bike ride.

Can you prove I didn’t ride my bike into the front door, up the stairway, turn left down the hallway and then right into the bathroom?

I didn’t think so.

Hi. My name is Greg and I ride my bike a lot. That is to say, I ride my bike almost every day. I go on long rides and short rides. Sunny rides, cloudy rides, and rainy rides. I like commuting, errand-running, day-tripping, overnighting, and touring on my bike. I ride on city streets, highways, gravel, single track, and snow with equal enthusiasm. Sometimes I ride fast and sometimes I ride slow. I try to keep my feet on the pedals at stop lights and I do not dismount when I hop up on a curb. I have a roadie bike, a mountain bike and a touring bike. I try to accept any challenge a bike ride can throw at me without complaint. But I don't like bugs.

5 response to "Greg’s Got True Grit"

  1. By: Suzanne Posted: July 25, 2021

    I want to see a picture of you riding up the stairs. Even if you didn’t, the bathtub face is great. As are the gritty grainy green Greg grins and other mugs. I had a good laugh and my mood is much improved.

  2. By: Bill Stone Posted: July 25, 2021

    Next time: In order to remove all that grit from bike and self, Greg pedals the Trek in the tub while showering.

    • By: gregblood Posted: July 26, 2021

      Perhaps I’ll post a picture of me bathing with my bike. Wouldn’t that be a sight?

  3. By: The Navigator Posted: July 26, 2021

    I like the GR theme within a theme – they’re greeaaatt! (said like Tony the Tiger in Frosted Flakes commercials).

    You definitely take on a very different persona in a cowboy hat, too! I think your pig-face actually looks a bit like a moose with the bars being the antlers 🙂

  4. By: gregblood Posted: July 26, 2021

    Yes, now that you mention it I DO see the moose. Good eye. The cowboy hat picture was taken in my dad’s kitchen when I was in Iowa. He’s been trying to get rid of stuff in his house for months now, primarily by pawning the stuff off on his sons. It’s hard to keep saying “no” to everything, so I accepted the hat and wore it while cooking dinner. I called myself The Cowboy Chef. My smartass brother said, “I hope you’re not going to wear that thing out in public.” I assured him I wasn’t, but then I went ahead and posted it here — ironically, of course.

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