Rest, Prepacking and B-Man

No ride or workout scheduled today. Tonight was B-Man night. We did it all. From playing hockey with golf clubs, to sticking rocks in a mole hole in the yard. Real guy stuff, macho shit.

Get this sappy, funny bit:

I discovered that OLN ON-Demand shows a 20 minute (combined) recap of Paris-Nice. I turned it on for a bit this evening and B-Man started shouting "bike racing daddy!!!" and pointing at the tube. Then when they showed Boonen raising his hand in victory B-man does the same and starts screaming "HE WON!! HE WON!!" He also totally geeked that the winner gets a stuffed lion.

THEN post bath he said he wanted to watch Thomas the Tank Engine, but then when I put in on he started crying for bike racing. SOOO I go to put the race on and he starts jumping up and down on the couch, again shouting "BIKE RACING! BIKE RACING DADDY!!!" But in the 10 seconds it took me to get the remote, he caught a glimpse of Jimmy Neutron and it was over. We watched Jimmy, Carl and Sheen... poop.

Have to do some schedule juggling tomorrow. Was supposed to mountain bike to dial the sleds in for the race, but Papa-O' can't hang with B. So I'll do some packing and then some trainer time to get some efforts in the legs when Wifey gets home around 8 or so. No big deal, I can get them out on Thursday.

That's all I got.

Later.