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A day off at work...

This morning I slept late and missed the start of Sarah's spin class. I thought about going on a ride like the previous mornings but elected to take a day of rest. I had ridden the past 3 mornings and thought a day off might be good. I don't want to over tax myself and besides, I expect to ride or hike tomorrow morning.

The bike club was supposed to meet at Oak Mountain for a ride this morning. I wonder if Paul went? I would have tried it but having to work curtails the fun. I want to organize a trip there with a central location so we can have a end of day event with a bonfire and food. I don't know if that is possible. Maybe later in summer. Parks tend to close at sundown. Right now that would mean a quick ride and quick supper. In June, there should be plenty of daylight.

Tomorrow I guess I will get out for a MB ride. Mike is in town but said he would go to church. This morning he was busy with taxes and his property. He mentioned Monday as a possibility as well. Bev mentioned her Dad and Mom saying they wish they could see David. I had an idea to drop them off in Cullman and go on to Jackson and ride a weekend with Mike. He seemed so down when we spoke last night. Perhaps it would cheer him up some. Randy wrote a note today. He sounds like he needs cheering up as well. I can relate. Maybe it is something about mid-life that causes all the depression.

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