I'm a little sick of rain, which is too bad for me, because that's what's on the menu for the foreseeable future. May is gone and I've hardly been outside. It's like living in Syracuse again. Intellicast is predicting rain through Saturday, probably followed by periods of wetness falling from the sky. Hey! I've got some training to do here! Guess I'm gonna have to get my bike wet.
My body is rebelling at what I've been putting it through, and telling me to cut it out. But I know better . . . never listen to your body. It wants you to eat cheeseburgers. Not even good ones.
-- Has Mr. Johnson mentioned he's sick of the rain?
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