With Friday’s crash and Midnight Ridazz and yesterday’s bike ride to post signage for the river ride I’m right now trying to power through the residual aches, pains, sore ribs and fatigue to find the energy not only to do the 35-mile option of the river ride this morning but then also to fulfill my volunteer obligation after the ride of parking myself at Union Station and helping point other 35-miler participants getting off the Red Line back on the course to Griffith Park.
Where there’s a Will there’s a way… or perhaps a won’t if I don’t get some coffee — and quick!
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