What a weekend, Friday was date night for mom and dad now that we found a new sitter. We went out to the Cotton Picker in Burlington on hwy 36. Still the same décor they had 15 years ago but the food is still awesome. Stopped for drinks on the way home and left buzzed up 2 hours later. Then we went home and fell asleep watching Juno on the couch. Then I got woken up by Josh the next morning to go do more trail work at Muir. I am really proud that josh enjoys volunteering to build trails. By the way the trail system at Muir will be top notch in the state soon. After Saturday 80% of the mats are now out of the system.

You all need to pick a Saturday this spring and come out and give 4 hours before a ride to make a huge difference in the trails we ride all summer and fall long.


Now it time for the bad news from this weekend. I went out Sunday and found the leg is still screwed up after Rock Hut. I rolled out for a real slow warm up. After about 5 miles I picked up the pace and a small incline and the leg cramped right up. What ever is torn inside is still kicking back under any stress. I thing a slow ride all weeks may help a little. I will be at Iola so hopefully it gets better soon. It’s still very bruised but not sore to the touch anymore.