Amazing weekend!

It was a good weekend. Really. Steve came to town pretty late Friday, he ran into a few snags getting out of town. Either way I was glad to see him. I had to get up early Saturday as I had volunteered to help with registration for the Mayors Ride. Turns out they had a crap load of volunteers and I really didn't do much.

By the time the ride started so did the rain. Thank goodness Steve was here because I might have totally backed out otherwise. I don't like riding in the rain/cold. Even though I warmed up after riding I was still wet. Nevertheless we had a good ride, hung out at a couple of stops along the way. When it finally stopped raining we took off for my place(with a quick stop for lunch!). When we got home we took hot showers and a quick nap! Yea!

With our second wind behind us....Steve and I headed out to get our drink on. The rum and coke was flowing and my filter quickly dropped. Next thing I know I was talking to everybody and anybody. I hate when I go there. Mostly because at that point I can remember who I talked to about what. It was all one blah, blah, blah, blur!

We got out bikes and headed for the Bait Shop where I continued to talk to random people about who knows what. At one point I was at this table talking to some dude who was just annoying, and i was too looped to just walk away, Steve did. Finally (a couple of beers later) Steve came back and rescued me from annoying man and we biked safely back home. Dim tail light and all.

I don't remember going home. Except that I ran my front tire into the mud then made a nice mud trail from the parking lot clear to my apartment! My bike was a big mud mess.

Sunday we biked to the bar (funny when I tell people we go to this bar the give me a look and say 'you know people were shot there) and played Buc Hunter, Steve creamed me. Oh well I beat him the night before so I didn't whine too much. After Steve left I went up to the capital to see Phil from Amazing Race riding for MS. That was cool, I met his dad, nicknamed Diesel. He started talking to me as I was the first cyclist to get there, he didn't realize I only rode three blocks from home...not the entire route! He was really nice, talked me about his wife and how fun the trip has been (he is driving the van). I just loved hearing him talk with that Australian accent, I could listened to him all day.