Almost Hump Day

Tasha - two words - ICE HOCKEY. Ring a bell? Yeah. You're coming down on poor Max for a simple game of B Ball and you're out there throwing elbows with large, out of shape boys. Tsk tsk. Check yourself before you wreck yourself. Word. And let's get it right, I ride the backs of live, large, pissed-off farm animals, not mecahnical ones. (Hey, you'd be pissed too if someone tied a rope around your coulians. Capiche?)

Carolyn - two words - YOU'RE NUTS. From Wilmot to Montana? Hmm. Well, at least when you fall there will be more snow and it will be softer. Steer clear of trees and large boulders. And stopping after you've fallen will take a little longer since you're on a mountain instead of a molehill. Literally. But enjoy the ride, or... uh... slide. WHO talked you into that one?

Workouts in slow mode as Dad duties reign. Will free up Thursday / Friday for some asskicking sessions.

WHEN THE HELL WILL SPRING GET HERE?! THIS WEATHER BLOWS!