Easy Like Sunday Morning
Easy like Sunday Morning. Life has never been more stressful, but I’m getting hardened about swimming upstream.
Clint and I sat at the bar last night and planned out a 2800 mile ride to calgary on May 23rd. Ill head out friday morning and ride the 1120 miles into High River, Alberta Canada in a single session, meeting him at the border, and I’ll earn my Iron Butt Certification. My friends say I can’t do it. I’ll definately do it. I’ve done 600 miles in a day, and was fresh as a fucking daisy. I can do the other 500 miles no problem. Granted, I didn’t wake up untill noon, but I was spry and energetic as a 16 year old. I’ll do it. I actually can’t wait.
Because I’m easy. Easy like sunday morning.