Thanks, Bill.
If anyone needs to pretend that it is daytime while riding their bike check out the CygoLite Mity Cross 400. Also a good choice if you need to burn holes in your retinas.
In other news, after polishing off a bottle of wine over dinner we almost talked each other into immediately registering for a 24-hour race at the end of April and a 48-hour race in July. Fortunately my lightweight self couldn't find my credit card so we didn't, in fact, drunkenly register for 72 hours, 250 miles and 700 bucks worth of racing.
The hazards of racing with someone you are stuck with for better, for worse, in sickness, in health.
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| Additional hazards of racing with your spouse (I hate that word)/husband/wife /partner/boyfriend/girlfriend/insert appropriate label here include looking like we do in this picture in front of each other. And a shoutout to our old teammate Ryan, who I couldn't crop out of this picture because my photo editing program apparently ate some acid for dinner and is thus being weird. |
5 comments:
Eh, looking like that in front of each other brings you closer together... i mean, if you can't pee in the woods next to your spouse/partner/boyfriend/husband, what kind of connection do you really have?
I've done that drunk register for races thing before too! Regular girls buy purses when drunk. I register for mud runs! Do you think I should worry? :-P
Hahaha - I'm glad I'm not the only one who drunk registers for races! :)
Hmmm drunk registering sounds like a good idea! In the light of soberness, are you going to sign up?
Mallory, nope! Not yet anyway!
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