As you regular readers have figured out, the last month or so has kind of been a drag. The last 5 days have been extra bad. In fact, they were so bad that riding stopped being fun.
I wasn't having fun riding my motorcycle. Try to wrap your melon around that.
Today was the first day this week where I got my jollies on the ride home again. It felt damn good carving up the freeway today, and I'm looking forward to a killer ride this weekend. Lady Luck tells me of a fabulous road someone at her office mentioned. Exploration is required, footpegs will be scraped, and grins shall not leave my face.
...And with any luck, pizza will be reviewed.