...and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, but my logitech mouse. The bicycle was packed in the VW with care, in hopes of a century with weather quite fair.
The laundry was rolling all damp in the dryer, getting ready for the hilltops at Fletcher Flyer. And me with my suitcase, cliff bars and team jersey, had just finished packing mere hours before Thursday.
When from my iMac, there was heard a soft ringing, email was alive and my friends they were pinging! Tomorrow! To Asheville! With bikes and with floor pumps! We're leaving round two-ish! In pairs and in clumps!
So I answered my emails, updated my status. I tweeted some GO TEAMS then put the Mac on hiatus. And I thought to myself as I headed to bed, a short work week for my teammates - we'll cure cancer instead.
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