We're going to have a pick in-ick in New York. All systems are go from Cape Cod. The advanced team of Eglwng, hubby, and sons are scouting the area for good bars and places to buy salsa. (Everyone knows the best salsa is from New York).
Crys is all packed and standing at here doorway waiting for the dismissal bell to ring. I'm trying to figure out how to fit all those bikes in and on my car. We are all checking the weather reports every 30 minutes, and my spandex shorts are tide clean and woolite fresh.
I did two hard days of training, one for fitness and the other to work on my camera skills while riding.
All I need to do now is get a haircut and cut the grass. (oh and buy a pack of zig zag's).