I’ve spent the past week sub-editing on Procycling Magazine, which is somewhat ironic when you consider the fact that I haven’t ridden a bike since I was eight years old and didn’t even know what Lance Armstrong looked like until seven days ago. Now, however, I know what a peloton is, which team Armstrong rides for and, most importantly of all, that looking at pictures of fit guys in tight Lycra all day is something I rather enjoy.
Ah, life is good.
On Thursday I’m heading off to Birmingham for Asylum, so I’ll be spending the weekend surrounded by a few thousand Supernatural fans and having heated discussions on topics such as “Will Lucifer destroy the Earth?”, “How many miles can a ’67 Impala travel on one tank of gas?” and “Holy crap, why are there no male Supernatural fans in this hotel?”
If you’re going to the convention, please say hello if you see me – I may even interview you for a feature. (No, really. I’ll take a picture and everything. It’s not a wind-up.) If you’re not going to the convention, have a nice weekend. Why not go cycling if the weather’s nice? You could even form a peloton!