"I knew you were unathletic John, but Jesus F'n Chirst it's a bike...little kids ride them"

Words of Wisdom from Mr. Scott Semple, Attorney. He was enjoying the fact that I fell off of my bike twice today. The last time, was when I was peddling uphill in Spencer Mass, and just keeled over and, boom, I am on the ground with some of my upper body in the right lane. Timy, laughed and wondered out loud how that was possible. I do not know.
It is pathetic that I think about blog titles during the course of my day. One option was: "I hope you stay ahead of the weather." This was said by a kindly firefighter from Ware Mass, who filled up our water bottles today. He also said, "This is why I don't ride my bike." Which might have been the title at one point. Other potential titles were:

"He loves grass"
"These things happen Johnny"
"Sweet Emotion"
"Did you have a cannoli today?"
"Band on the run"
"Love your socks"

howver, the Coronas kicked in and that is what is sticking in my head right now. So there we are.

Today started out with me riding my bike in a button down Columbia shirt. The joke was how Billy was going to loosen up my buttons before the ride was out. I was sweaty, and regretting the shirt choice, but the thought of beers and friends in Shrewsbury kept me going. Also, this would be the hardest day for me of thr trip. once it was over, it would be smooth sailing for me, and I would finish. I didnt finish what I started last year, and I was so close to completing it.
It was not meant to be. There were other plans for us this afternoon. In Spencer, Meg had the brillant idea of renting a Uhaul to get us to Donny's. Uhaul was closed though. (Billy and I walked over to check it out.) For a college town, Worcestor could not provide us with a big enough cab for 4 people and 4 bikes. One cab company hung up on Billy, after the fact they guaranteed a ride for people with bikes earlier. I felt so lied to. I bet Po-town could have, nay, would have cam through. Timothy M. Donovan came to our rescue this afternoon and picked us up at the side of the road. Thankfully, we were across from a bike store and Billy purchased a bike rack so we (and out bikes) could arrive in Shrewsbury.
A BBQ soon followed. Beers, laughs, stories, and laughs all followed. I am a fortunate person to have such great people in my life.
Tomorrow is the worst day for me, its the end. All over. Christmas Afternoon, a drop in excitement.