BACK IN THE SADDLE, AGAIN

ok, so it has taken me a few days to get over the high [natural dumbass] of being in the saddle again and getting in a great ride with team mates, friends and a soon to be new sponsor [steamboat springs local tv channel]. saturday saw me get up and trek [only good use of that word] over to the river trail [griffith, the part that didn't burn] and get in my first ride on the road with greg, bob, issac and peter. wow, what a great feeling when i got back to the car with out incident and with my shoulder feeling great. in fact, and it is a bit sad, but my shoulder feels better on the bike riding, than at any other time. so, the rest of the day had me whistling marching tunes and feeling 10 feet tall. thanks to everyone that came out and to john who put in 30+ miles with me on monday.


do i look fat in this kit? or is that the baddest masi to never hit the market?


[greg, the baddest mojo that side of 49]


[i don't know how that paper bike got in front, sorry]

monday was memorial day, and unlike nicole ritchie, i know what the day is for. with the flag waving, john and i headed down to marina del rey and back, another great ride and good vibes all day [whistling again as i BBG steaks later]. God bless our fallen troops and those brave enough to serve today, thank you from the bottom of my heart for all that you have given us. i know that unfortunately freedom is earned at the end of a rifle, not the end of a pen.