I’ve been feeling a cold or something coming on the past couple of days, and this morning I’m feeling really crappy. Weak, lungs on fire, achy. Of all the days…
Lisa said, “Maybe you shouldn’t go?”
Hah! Fat chance. I’ve been looking forward to the JHOP 100 for months. I’m going. I’m not sure if I have a 4-hour century in me today, but I’m damn sure going to try.
I’ve got a drive ahead of me, so I need to wrap this up. I’ve got to eat, get the truck loaded up and then go pick up my friend Hector. I’ll probably mention how the ride went in tomorrow’s blog, and should have a full report on Monday.