Twenty miler



This morning we took a twenty mile bike ride, stopping in Hernando for breakfast along the way.  Michael needed his biscuits and gravy fix, don't you know.  We needed to go eight extra miles just to get the grease to finish coursing through our veins.  Okay, so I obsess a bit.

I always forget to take my camera, which I wish I had had to take a picture of the cute Jack Russell Terrier peeking out of the front pouch a man was wearing while riding on the trail.  I would have stopped him right in the middle of the trail to get that picture.  It was one happy pup.

When we got home, I found that I just had to go to Beals (pronounced bells) with the $5 off $25 coupons I had plus the over fifty and fabulous extra 15% discount available today.  Michael had shared with me that he had bought on line a pair of red racing shorts to go with his red tops that he had to have to complete his outfits. He also has red racing shoes, too, of course. He does dress the part, don't you know.

Try as I might, however, after checking every item in the store, I couldn't find a thing that caught my eye that I just had to have. After all, it's not a bargain if you don't really want it. Surprised Michael, though, when I got home empty handed.

First snowbird flies north tomorrow.  We had a little send off with a glass of iced tea and my healthy low fat, deep chocolate, walnut brownies this afternoon. It is always like part of us is missing, as each us us leaves. Janet is the organizer and the one who keeps us on track. She's a friend who knows your needs almost before you do. We know we can always count on her.  So we'll just have to pick up the slack and fill the void ourselves.

 Michael and I are the next ones heading north of the group.  I wonder what they'll all say about us when we're gone?