Man it has just been stupid cold outside. I couldn't stand another minute indoors this week so I talked my buddy Norbert (doesn't take much to talk him into riding) into going for a spin on Wednesday night. Started out looking like it was going to be a really bad idea. My hands were getting numb early on. Then we hit the Mt. Mercy college campus hills. Hills used to be my specialty, but Norbert was stomping me. I should add that Norbert is a roadie. If a roadie could be cool, he's a cool roadie. He'd prefer beer over coffee after a ride (but not before, roadie). Anyway, he was stomping me but he waited for me and pushed me to do more reps than I would have had I been riding on my own. We finished the ride spinning around town for a while, followed by aspre's ride Guinness pints at Dublin City Pub. The pic above is of our bikes inside the Pub. Pretty cool of them to let us bring them in.

If that weren't stupid enough, I had to take my van in to get a tire fixed yesterday. I didn't line up a ride to work, figured I'd just hop on the bike and ride the 2 miles from the shop to work. That was at 8am. I think it was about 1pm when my testicles finally came back out of my body cavity. It was fucking cold. Too cold, even for me. I had snotcicles forming on my snotcicles. Needless to say, I hitched a ride back to the shop when my van was done.

Taking the girls to Des Moines this weekend. Stacey's work Xmas party tonight, and her parents and her brother live there. Should be a nice time. Looks to be warming up next week a little. Get out there and ride.