A sad way to end the week when the trails are all fine. I decided the space unicorn socks should be promptly worn in order to pick up a shit mood as work starts tomorrow.
The ride around town came down as time was squandered once again and I had to be home at a certain time to get ready for work.
The highlight was riding by the driving range and having a couple balls land near me as I rode parallel with the road. I was pretty sure someone was shooting at me and I could not blame him one bit. I say him because no girl would do this. One ball even bounced along beside me on the road. Geez, I could not imagine their excitement when they saw they were getting close to hitting me.
