Originally Posted by Jeff_O
Visited my youngest at her new college yesterday. Winsome lasses doth abound... I couldn't even look though. Curse of the father of an athletic teenager. I had to train myself years ago to not even look at her friends that way.

(Ok... I might've snuck a couple peeks yesterday. Just to asses the current state of the art in coed hotties you see. It's... certainly adequate! I have faith the human race will continue to reproduce...)

27 mile conditioning ride Saturday. Felt really strong after the brutal ride a few days prior. Funny how that works. 5 mile walk today.


Siggy is somewhere smiling at that slip.


What would Porter Rockwell do?