Apr 222013
It’s becoming my favorite time of year, again. I don’t really like Christmas, I don’t get excited for a lot of other holidays, but Spring… Proper Spring, with it’s explosion of colors and smells and sunshine and promise, the time of year when all of nature finally casts off the oppressive gloom and soggy misery of winter. Spring makes me excited. And it’s not properly spring until I’m cooking meat with fire, cold beer in hand.
Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now Spring.
(As an aside, I got another ride in at MoMBA tonight, with some MVMBA peeps. I feel like I rode even better than I did yesterday! This bodes well for the race on Wednesday, if it happens.)