Haha! I can’t even begin to describe my weekend. But it was good. Suffice it to say I channeled my inner redneck last week with Operation: Take Back the Creek. You’ve heard the tale of the Relaxed Pear Thieves. You have not heard the tale of the Burning Rubber Bandits.
On Friday my cousins-in-laws and I cornered and chastised two teenagers who had been tearing up and down the road in a red Camaro laying rubber and making a lot of noise. As the younger husband to one of my cousins was yelling at the driver that next time he would drag him out of the car and beat him I was knocking on the passenger window of the car with a rather large driveway rock and telling him when my neighbor was done with him I would start.
See, my cousin and her husband live across the road from me at the corner of the creek road and a dead-end road with a few houses on it. Camaro Boy had been visiting a friend down in “the Grove” and for some ridiculous reason decided it would be fun to rile up the whole neighborhood. That was not his first mistake. No, Camaro Boy is deep into a life of poor decisions.
I’ve calmed down since Friday. In fact, I had a relaxing and fun-filled weekend. I spent all day on Saturday volunteering at the KYMBA Women’s Mountain Bike Clinic. It was good company in a positive atmosphere, and I learned to wheelie. Yeah, I’ve done it before, but have never been consistent. First try on Saturday afternoon I rode about thirty feet. So it’s legit now.
There’s not much else I can report on currently. I do plan on doing the 12 Hours of Capitol View race next weekend. We’ll see. I may only do two and a half hours of Capitol View like I did last year.
I’ve also secured my eclipse viewing glasses so I will be staring at the sun later today.