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Sonia and I went for a ride in the hills near Waterloo on Sunday. The turkeys out there are pretty, and Sonia is a lady of many talents - including charisma that extends to peafowl.

That’s the name of the song. And was the name of the game: dropped and dropped again. I had a very nice time in very fine company and thanks to Sparky for the photos.

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The slicks came back this week and so did the pain box.

So… I’m a rational, patient person. If you’re feeling me, then we both know what that means. It means that I’m just as irrational and impatient as everyone else, but I have trouble admitting it.  And I’m lucky to have Matt to help me with the biking goodness, but sometimes I take his good name in vain. It’s Matt who keeps our bikes clean and shifting all year round. I pay him in unlimited back and leg rubs. This is a good system because neither one of us can figure out who’s getting the better deal. And because Matt is knowledgeable and a tinkerer - every once in a while he kinda, sorta forgets to tell me about something he has changed on my bike or with my equipment.

And then I demonstrate how patient and rational I am.

For example. That one time when I went downstairs to the bike cave - all suited up with cape and everything - and the bike I intended to ride had no wheels. No wheels! Anywhere in the house.

Dangit Matt!

Or last month, when I was going to ride outside in 6 degree weather and I discovered 10 minutes before the ride that my winter boots had no cleats! The cleats?! They were gone???!! DOUBLE GOSH DANGIT MATT!!!

THE DIRTY CLEAT THIEF

So, when he called me at Ray’s in Cleveland and told me not to freak out because he’d changed something on my bike - it was kind of a tense moment for both of us. I didn’t ask him if it still had wheels, but - you know? Then I got home, and this is what I found:

ALL NEW DURA-ACE on my road bike

Dangit Matt - YOU ARE AWESOME!

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That was the pace.

Back at it today

p.s. Thanks Mom!!