Sweet ride

Well, I survived the race last night. Rode quite well but had nothing left for the sprint, which means I should have done some training in the winter. My bike is incredible, surges on the hills are easy to follow and it corners like an F1 race car. Well worth the price of my last born...........or maybe you didn't know I had to sell Kayle into slavery in order to buy it. I figured since Kayle was a slave anyway he wouldn't mind.

Now that I wrote that I feel like I shouldn't make it sound like I paid some dear price for this bike. The truth is God served up the money with no effort on my part and I didn't have to pinch pennies, sell anything or anyone or dig into savings. I need to declare that this was a gift from Him, not through anything I did. Thank you Father.

Pa