Jason portrays how 'starting over' doesn't work with me...play where the ball lands I say.The weather is getting cooler. The days are getting shorter. The racing is going like the dodo. After deciding to do one last long ride, instead of the cross race, I figured when I got to my turnaround and only had 2 hours to get home, and it took 3 to get there, that I was in some trouble, since riding in the dark and frigid cold isn't really my idea of fun. I had to call Mom for a pickup. Today must've been the reaction my body had, to the lack of sleep and the constant work I put my body under. I don't know if it's allergies, or if I'm actually sick, but I feel like a spoiled bag of potatoes.
Oh, that picture was me at the batting cages....I suck at baseball...apparantly I'm supposed to keep my eye on the ball, but I didn't want to be all gay like that.
2 comments:
Again, you change the rules so you can win. I seem to remember you hitting the ball onto the other green and then telling me its my turn to go first (we were on hole 8). At least it was fun (beating you again!!!!).
well, YEAH, we switch at the half way mark!!!!
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