Pushin The Big Ring of Thanks

Sweet day here in Western PA. Crisp, sunny, and ripe for gobbling a gobbler. Perfect day for a ride too. Too bad I wouldn't be riding. Although I almost cut out early to hit a ride with a certain Boy Wonder, I just couldn't do it with the prospect of cooking a full meal through the day and all the poop that comes with it. Hope they had a good ride. Thanks for the invite Ian!

I did find time after cooking up some Sweet Potatoes to do an hour on the trainer to burn some calories, and I have to say it was a good workout. I won't bore you with details, all I'll say is that it was big ring-tastic, my legs are toast, and my ass is now like that of a rush week baboon. IF baboon's indeed went to college and pledged fraternities. Then again frat boys are a tad baboon like...

So enough time wasting, time to get showered and finish my cooking. Then I'll be Givin' up some "Thanks", for mending blood clots, regained hearing, two legs and the fitness to ride and race with, good friends, family, a great son and a kick ass wife that never blinks an eye when I have a crazy race idea, buy expensive bike parts, or ask her to come camp in the woods and be my pit crew.

Later.