friday's child
one thing that's really touched me during this trying and personally testing moment regarding the blog hacking has been the outpouring of support, caring, understanding, and chest puffing "I got your back, man". I mean, its during moments like this that you really find out who are your true friends. And not just locally, as my man Chris Milliman showed me today, from the gritty streets of some west coast town. I hope too many 40oz'ers weren't wasted in my memory.
with all of the freetime I had this week not blogging, mr.peterson and I headed down to st.george, utah, for fun times in the sun.
st george is the pit of dispair, full of angry drivers and hate.
one thing that struck me was when I mentioned we were going mountain biking to a local was "Gooseberry Mesa? yeeeeeeeeeahhh."
Only getting further lost and sleeping in the desert would have made the trip worse. Oh, and I got a speeding ticket.
That's it, I'm off to band camp in Fruita with the fruity trek boyz....I'm sleeping against the wall with those guys around. At least the down time in Fruita will give me a chance to refine what's going on here, bring back the forum and figure out who I used to link to..also known as my friends...
posted by jsager at 2:09 PM
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In St. George now, the riding is good, the locals, well too many big trucks.
BTW there is a mug with your name on it a Revolution Mtn Sports in Sandy from the Stat CX race.
true - there was the potential for good rides, but the cars make the roads...well, that and your usual 30mph Utah wind...
it was nice to hit dirt, however.
Glad you're back.
I was going through
Sager withdrawl. Jeeezus!
Do you know how hard it
is just to go cold turkey???
Some of us don't have lives
you know.
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