Sunday Morning Coming Down

Well, I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt.

Add to that the rain coming down, my fever going up, and there was no 50-mile ride.

Or 20-mile ride. There was no ride at all.

Though, I did look at the Unfat Machine once.

Eat better.

Ride your bike.

Don’t get sick.

Fair winds and following seas, Willy