Glenn...

For those of you that don't know I have an evil twin, his name is Glenn. We're both Gemini's so we have our two sides, but he being the evil one....well both his sides are evil. Pretty much being a prick and a jackass are his two favorite things....and somewhere in there pissing me off comes into play.

Well Glenn wanted to go riding today, even thou the temps were maxing out in the mid 20's and the wind was 10-15 mph. I tried talking him into just doing the trainer thing, the Aero stepper in the basement or better yet nothing at all.

After failing once again I start to repair myself to follow his evil plan. Next thing I know we're rollin out the door and to my surprise things felt fine. The legs felt spunky after the week off and the temp was not a problem.....until we turned into the wind.

Even thou I only had an inch or so of my forehead exposed it felt like that was being stabbed my a thousand knifes. I keep trying to change the angle of my head to somewhat get the wind blast off my forehead, but nothing was working.....and I was to the point of says "screw you guys, I'm going home."

But we made a turn north (out of the facial) and I stopped my crying.

An hour and a half later we pulled back into the house, the ride rocked and I felt great. Or in the words of the Master. So even thou it pains me to do so, I have to thank the evil one for dragging me off the couch....but he's still a prick.