The Sunday 40

I wasn't sure what sort of ride I was in for today. We did up Mad Mex proper last night with some serious Wingo Burrito action, and a few incredible brews-The ALWAYS perfect Dogfish Head 90 Minute I.P.A., the Green Flash Hop Head Red Ale and some Bells Two Hearted Ales. Mmmmm. Then Wifey and I stayed up late watching Superbad. So as you can imagine between the beers, the bung-hola-of-fire Mexican food, and staying up late, I was pretty certain today's road ride would suck.

Thankfully the ride did not suck. My legs felt good and I was glad I didn't bail on the ride. It was nice to be out on the back roads of Scottdale and enjoying the sun. Rolling my 40 mile loop was a real nice way to end to the weekend.

Not much planned tomorrow. Heading to the chiropractor for some back love and that's about it. Have you ever looked around your house and just been completely overwhelmed with what needs to be done and what is SUPPOSED to be being done by your stupid contractor and isn't??? If I could do it all over again, I would go with a town house. Home ownership sort of sucks. I mean everyone says that renting, etc., is a waste of money. But I have to tell you the odds of me living to see the day when I'm not writing a check for a house payment are about one in a zillion. Weeds, grass, siding, paint, windows, furnace, oven, ceilings, basements, sidewalks, etc., etc., etc.,

I picked the wrong Sunday to stop sniffing glue. F*ck it. At least I had a great weekend on the bike.

Later.