Something is amiss, someone is telling WHOPPING lies to us about our rented house, I meanSUPER WHOPPERS, almost appearing to be verging on delusional intensity, however it does appear that the house has not been sold. joy.
I'm not going to to the 100km as A) It's such a long way and B) I haven't been riding every day for hours and hours ergo C)it would kill me, or leave me permanently disabled/traumatized. If I was to do this I'd want to do it well, so 2009, here's looking at you kid. I will be doing the 50km though.
Mud Mud Muddy May Suggins Mud. it was muddy on the trails today, had a quick blast before picking up the boy from Kindergarten..I've started riding to work again in the mornings, to get some road miles in before October and the 50km. The plan is to cut back through the forest on the way home and do some time on the fire roads,should be a blast. From the reception I've gotten at work, you'd think that Hannah's Bay was on the moon (And it way well be, If the moon was nine flat and butter smooth km from your place of work.
Matt K is coming to give 'er next weekend. So is Beagle Rob. And Steffan's bought a Heckler. A nice new black one with shiny things on it. Without a trace of irony, that couldn't have happened to a nicer guy.
Speaking of Husky dudes that rule.. Frank Black anyone?
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