get on your bikes and ride

This bodes well.

Tomorrow's ride starts farther from my house than any other ride on our schedule.  We normally drive forty-five minutes to an hour out of town to get out of traffic where the roads are more open and the hills are more rolling.  Well, tomorrow we start from a little town called Berryville, VA.  Berryville is practically in Kentucky.  It's a good ninety minute drive, and I am supposed to be there by seven-thirty.  For me to leave here by six means my alarm starts going off at four-thirty.  And guess whose insomnia decided to show up tonight.  Good times.

Don't get me wrong.  The Back Roads Metric Century - that's the cue sheet we're following tomorrow - is a lovely ride.  But, is it an hour's sleep better than any of the other rides we do?  I doubt it.  My co-worker A- asked late this afternoon about my weekend plans.  After I gave her the rundown she suggested: "You know, hobbies are supposed to be fun.  Your hobbies don't sound fun at all."  She may have a point.

Anyway, as long as I'm still up, I may as well get this out of the way.  Don't worry - not every Saturday will be a vaguely bicycle themed rock song.  The only other one I can think of is also by Queen, and nobody is getting two songs.  Also, it kind of sucks.  The other song, that is.  This one is great.