Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Escape from escape.
It looks like a nice morning for a ride- down I-75.
Who knows, maybe I will ride Santos this weekend. Stop laughing, anything can happen.
I am taking regressive refuge in writing 80's style punk songs for my associates in local aging punk phenom band- Betty's Beauty School. It is great therapy for all of my otherwise mature activity lately.
Good luck this week to the Chain gang at Tom Brown Park. Thank God I have a good excuse, not that I would ever race anyway. Too much yelling and plastic tape. It is all very confusing.
I'll see you on the trails in 2010.