Warning! For mature audiences only!

About a month ago, I came to a final decision for a new bike.  Really, the decision was made for me when I came across a smokin' deal.  I just happened to look on PerformanceBike.com to check out what the going rate for a Kestrel 4000 was, only to find that it was $2000 off of the normal price!  Hot dang!  I didn't know how long this was going to last, so I jumped on it.

I made this purchase on October 13th, hoping that it would show up in time for me to use for Ironman Arizona, on November 20th.  Well, the bike showed up to the shop on November 2nd with a bent rear drop-out (where the rear wheel sits in the bike frame).  So, my hopes and dreams of using this bike for my big race were destroyed.  I spoke with the manager at the store and he said he would give me a call as soon as he heard anything.  That was last Wednesday.  It took about 2 weeks for the defective bike to arrive, so I assumed it would be the same for the new one.  Sunday rolled around and I received a call from an unfamiliar number.  It was the manager at Performance Bike letting me know that my new baby had arrived.

And so I present to you, my newest family member:

Just look at that baby!

People let me tell ya 'bout my best friend...

I know.  Pretty provocative pictures, huh?

I'll be writing up a full report on the maiden voyage in the next few days.  As of now, I've only been out for about 17 miles to make sure it's all set up to my liking (and oh boy is it ever!).  Until then, why don't you scroll back up and take another look at that sexy blue bike!