Strike That, Reverse It
Okay, this daily posting shit really bites.
Apparently there was a false alarm in the "getting everything you asked for" department. Whatever. Much, much too tired to examine, parse, slice and dice, fold, spindle, mutilate, index, brief, or debrief it for you.
Seriously. Grand total of 8 hours' sleep in last 3 days = Lizbon must become horizontal.
Miracle I didn't get killed on way home. Still not sure how I managed to ride in that state, much less ride so frickin' fast. Maybe bike has built-in homing device installed in headset. That's why Chris King costs more...
well, crap.
Don't leave me hangin', baby.
Sorry...