Unless you diversified into 'barbaric relics.'
Hopefully not black gold, though.
Although now might be the time to sell one and buy the other.
I hurt my foot over the weekend, but other than the aggravation of not being able to run for a couple weeks or whatever it might be, am not worried about races since this year is the Year of the Bri. I am hopeful it is a soft tissue issue. Poetry in injury.
Today Bri and I got out for our first ride together in over a year, it was nice, birds were singing, the clouds parted before us, etcetera.
Boy is doing good:
Junior and I playing "sit without slouching"
Mom and laddie at Masters swim team party
Boy coaching Saturday Masters - he prefers sprints
Three Generations of Fine Young Men
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