What a busy weekend. Saturday we were up and off to shop, got a buffett for an entertainment center for the new 42" plasma then to a garage sale to get a crib for the in-laws. Took my bike in to the shop, the cable near the derailure is frayed...not sure how that happened, it's brand new. Then to a early evening party in Dundee for Dundee days and finally to my sister-in-law's state futbol game. Sunday was up early for the race, bummed around for a couple hours then yard work, cleaning the outside of the windows, cleaning house, sister-in-law's birthday fiesta. I'm sore today.

Why is running in a downpour so invigorating?