...two stumbles sideways. The ankle was fine for 5 hours Saturday and Sunday was looking like a repeat, but Sephie had ear issues after a day at a Dells waterpark. So after driving up to rescue her and getting trapped in a loop of being social it was 3 pm and time to return home. On returning home it was decided she should be seen by a Dr so off to UW ER we went. By 9:30 I'd retreived the meds from Walgreens. By days end I'd accomplished two things... I'd made and drank two cups of coffee and I'd had half a beer. I didn't even shower until this afternoon.
But Seph is doing slighly better.
Work did nothing but give me the opportunity to work 12 hours and roll my ankle on the curbing in the parking lot at lunch. Fuck.
So instead of doing a 90 minute workout at Zoned 4 Fitness, I elevated my ankle and had a beer. I'm not overly optimistic about my ankle holding up in Iola and my workouts are lacking so I'm seriously considering bailing.
On the up-side a bike thief was caught and a bike returned to its owner. Sephie's soccer coach, Charlie, has a neighbor with, as he describes "a really sweet singlespeed." Unfortunately it was stolen so there was the understandable grieving and searching. This weekend was the Willy Street Fair. It's a relatively large event with a few blocks of Williamson Street taken up with 3 stages, booths of wares, food and drink. So Charlie is at WSF with his family having a good time when he sees a young woman on the neighbor's SS. He follows her to where she parks it and there's a guy with her. He gets a positive ID on the SS and strikes up an innocent conversation with them. He asks where they're from and they tell him "the west side." He replies "it sure is a shame you had to come all the way over to the east side to steal that bike" and he turns away to go home to get his neighbor. The thief is stupid enough to follow Charlie the few blocks berating him all the way. Upon return home the neighbor, who happens to be in his yard, sees his bike and confronts the thief. The thief tries to escape and is eventually cornered at Monty's Blue Plate Diner. Like all rats he gets nasty and turns to start a fight. Charlie's neighbor is more than willing to rumble but gives him 3 options. 1- Get a thrashing by him and Charlie. 2- Wait for the police who have been called. 3- give him the bike back and go back to the west side and crawl back under the rock.
He opted for option 3.
I need to give Charlie a beer.
Monday, September 17
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Hey man,
I just read your comments on my blog...sorry for offending you or anyone. I certainly had no intentions of doing so. I know the WORS series is sweet... definitely draws more than the MNSCS, and I wasn't trying to say otherwise. I should have worded it better (and did update the post)
Enjoy the great fall riding!
-b
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