Tonight, I took my son to Family Man and we enjoyed some single speed goodness! Who needs ice cream when you've got 100 foot long bridges and expertly balanced teeter totters.
The little guy is riding without pedals right now in an effort to get over his dependence on training wheels. This makes him especially fearless!
I can already feel the rolls returning to my waist, but at this point I really don't care. I'm freaking done for the year. DONE! But I'm still showing up for that Renegade thing in Eugene. I'm hoping I don't embarass myself too much.
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What, no 'Cross?
They have a Clydesdale catagory this year. I believe Schauer's going to rock the heavy. Come and get muddy.
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