Once More Unto the Weekend, Dear Friends

Once More Unto the Weekend, Dear Friends

As I sat sifting through photos for a trip post this morning, I realized I’m going into way too serious mode. Things fall apart when that happens. So instead of a flowery, self-aggrandizing post about our recent trip? You’re getting this:

fuzzygalore awkward girl

You’re welcome.

If you’re wondering if there is something you’re supposed to notice, some deeper meaning… Nope. It’s right up there with the bunny with a pancake on it’s head.

This weekend we’re taking our dirty bikes out into the mountains. Any hopes of putting together some super-deep reflection on our Alpine ride won’t be happening. But! You might see some Instant Grahams of me flinging my clumsy ass into the weeds or something, so there’s that.

Your Turn

Tell me what you’ve got planned for the weekend. Please use fancy language and do your best to make us all jealous.

4 Replies to “Once More Unto the Weekend, Dear Friends”

  1. I am nearly 3,000 miles away from my bike this weekend, missing great weather on both coasts where I could be out riding. The reward? Seeing great friends we haven’t seen in months. Of course, they get to ride *their* bikes this weekend. Oh well. Enjoy!

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