IT'S MY DERN FAULT.  I pick the time to start the ride.  Everybody meets.  I'm late.  They usually wait.  But, not t'night.  Was it something I said...

... could it have been Keep up or know your way home?

As usual, I'd lost track of time and found myself full throttle trying to do a 20 minute ride in 12 minutes.  I got there 6 minutes late.  When I came a round the bend I could see their silhouettes high on the ridge above.  It would take me 5 minutes to get there.

I wouldn't see them for another 42 minutes.

I was smoked when I finally caught them.

We had to cross a street, to keep ripping the singletrack.

The light was red.

It turned green way too soon.

They took off like they were shot from a cannon.

All 3 of 'em, full gas... and the girl, that dern newgirl, who I'd warned to know her way home was sticking it to The Old Diesel...

... $%^&!

Of course I wasn't really saying $%^&!... I was thinking $%^&girl, look at you go!

One thing is for $%^& sure... I hope she doesn't win our

$3000 ENVE™ Wheel Giveaway

Actually, I do hope she wins... but you know who hopes she doesn't win... all those ladies who are gonna line up with her when she finally does her first race.

The only question I have is who is going to text me first when she drops me for good asking I found my home... her or her hubsand who already drops me at will.

Do me a favor and check out the $3000 ENVE™ Wheel Giveaway... I really want to lower her odds of winning.  Yes, I'm that shallow and Yes, I'm that kind of a friend.