Commemoration-or Some Days You Have It, Some Days...

Not so much today. Its been a long week and I am usually good at coming up with excuses, but todays Furly was blazing fast in high heat and humidity(see I told you, its an art this excuse thing, no?).
I popped like a balloon in a needle factory, or quickly and not unexpectedly. Pick your own euphemism, Im still tired.
I knew I was in for a fast ride when the Furly group included me, Seiler, Ray Smith and Dale Goodwin. Lets all have a Sesame Street moment as we sing(join me wont you?) "one of these things is not like the others..." you know the rest.
the kiss of death was when Ray looked at me and said "you know, I really just feel like sitting in today".
I shouldve just turned around then, because I know in cyclist, that means "id like to see how badly I can drill everybody out today". The last time K2 said that we were doing 26 down shelbyville road....In other words, I do know better.

For some reason, Ray and I lead the group out of the park and onto the aforementioned Shelbyville Rd and we were moving. The pace crept further and further up. In my mind we were flying. I crept off the front to give Dale a turn and hoped to hang on. This is what these rides are for, intensity training that pays huge dividends come cross season. I may be bitching now, but my dropped ass should be happy or at least happier come cross season when these little adventures should come home to roost. But Ive digressed. I attempted to hold Dale's wheel but I just couldnt do it today. the jacklegs were somewhere back at the house, probably still in bed. I hung on...and off..and back on before making the bailout at my neighborhood. The early construction guys were all giving me the "thumbs up" and words of encouragement. no. really.
Never bad to finish even a tough ride with an approving gallery, I guess.

In the spirit of celebrating both lifes accomplishments and, well...mornings like this I found the best available tatto artist that was awake and not part of the penal system to commemorate the day. Its a little slice of inspiration that maybe touches us all a little bit.



I think I got the idea from somebody else but just can't remember where. hmmmmmmm