My morning was looking up. I felt awake and alert. Ready to be productive.
Then I took a hit of the Robotussin, to help with the removal of phlegm left in my lungs from my extended weekend sickness.
Well, that was dumb. I feel fuzzy, and I still have work to do. Blargh.
Well, barring evening fuzziness, Lara, Sonny, and I will ride in the Sorry Bout Ya Face ride, a benefit for what I assume is a cyclist who got hurt.
Oh, and at midnight at Molly’s is the great can opening. That is all for now.
yay! i’m glad y’all are going to the benefit…the guy who got hit was seriously fucked up…he is the ex boyfriend of a friend of mine. have fun and happy cycling :)