Saturday June 27, 2009 – No Riding Day

[snoof]

I couldn’t ride because I was in Colorado Spring at my nieces wedding. Then I was on a plane coming home.

I enjoyed seeing my family and leaving the 168 degree days we’ve been having for the relative cool of Colorado was nice, but I was exposed to too many people for to long a time. I’m a loner and being around those crowds sucked the energy from me. But it wasn’t about me.

My niece was beautiful and the groom seemed OK. Call me old-fashioned but I still prefer the wedding party to wear clothes during the ceremony. Especially the priest.

But they arrived at the reception in festive grass skirts and loin clothes which was better. After the running of the goats we had a great meal. The indoor fireworks were impressive resulting in some minor injuries, but I left for the hotel as the dance started and the booze flowed heavily. A crazy uncle from the grooms side was attempting to turn water into beer as I walked through the door.

I wish them the best because they are good kids and hope this is their only marriage.

All in all it was a good wedding and a good trip since my son met us for the event. We ran together Friday morning and he almost killed me. He never even sweated while I thought the altitude would rip out my lungs. Age is getting me. I even saw the Grim Reaper a few times; lurking behind beautiful formations in the Garden of the Gods, in the CVS Drugstore where I bought Diet Cokes, and in the form of the obnoxious DJ at the wedding. Each time I spotted Death he would point his bony finger at me as if to say, “You’re Mine”.

I in turn would flip my eyelids up creating a gruesome look and say “Fuck You”. Ultimately the bastard always wins, but not without a fight.

By the time I got back to Austin I was already experiencing the shivers and insane mood swings that come from not riding on RK.

Have to ride on the 4th.

[FATboy05]

Snoof sounds like a good wedding all in all. Now get out and ride this weekend!!