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.