Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Railed


Railed, that's how things have been lately. It is fitting though because of all the time spent at this pub the last three weeks I've been in Savannah Ga. The world was calling for me to save it again, and that I did. Hung out with some cool Dutch and Canadian Air Force guys, and took care of Air Force business in Ga. The hardest part was understanding those southern folks when they spoke. Railed is the term the last three weeks though. Work hard, work harder, Party hard, party harder, Travel hard, travel harder. The wife gets sick, I'm not there. Child gets head lice, I'm not there. Am I useless? lets hope not. Nico and his mafia (See above post) pretty much ran things while I was gone, so that made things even more difficult. But I was at the rail, getting railed by Guinness. As for the bike, well lets just say I'll get to blow the dust off it soon maybe.
I better blow the dust off of it soon though. The Sandwich Enduro, which happens to be one of my favorite races because I can wake up in my own bed and ride right to the course from the house, is fast approaching, I'm on the list for Almanzo and the Cheq 100 in June. Eric better get some fitness soon so I'm ready for these. I'm about to "Save Big Time" by quitting that morning stock job to so the wife and I will get some fitness because we are going to tear up the Y. So the fitness will come, but in the meantime, lets try not to get railed anymore, unless its in .......well you know, check urban dictionary for the real meaning of "railed" and lets hope that's the only railing going on here from now on.

porco cane.