Sunday, April 29, 2012

22 April 2012

I was asked out to dinner this evening to celebrate my ragged survival of yesterday's Rugged Maniac mudder. Well, I did walk out under my own steam, what little there was of it at the finish line. I had a mushroom quesadilla and a huge slice of key lime pie, all washed down with water. Yes, Grandpa is a cheap date these days, but that's a part of the design. I doubt I had a lot to offer that evening, what with being sore from head to toe, but I was glad to step out.

Yes, I drove. I didn't bike over.

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