For reals, it's hot as balls here. This air conditioned princess is not used to living in houses without modern day air. #1stworldproblems
We arrived yesterday afternoon after a fantastic drive where we "almost" ran out of gas in the middle of the desert. Not going to name names or anything, but it wasn't my fault. We were suckin fumes and ended up pulling into a scene straight from a bad horror movie flick. (did I hear screams?) Wade bribed some young guy to put a gallon of gas into the truck to get us the 10 miles up the road to a real gas station.
Wade claimed he saved the day. Scuse me?
|This was the nice part of it.|
So I sat pissed off for 10 whole miles (that's a long time for me) until we hit gas. And Subway. I was more upset about my eating schedule being interrupted.
I have been anxiously awaiting this trip solely for this purpose.
You bet yo ass I got a new beach cruiser after Pinkie was stolen in Newport Beach earlier this summer.
So after the awesome car ride, we officially started vacation last night. Beer, beach and sushi.
Race tomorrow. I will be a sardine at the end of this thing. So sweaty.
I have zero expectations. (OK I mean very low) This race is fun. Scenic. Hilly. Humid. I don't feel prepared for some reason. Oh well.
Here we go.
I need a new name for my Cruiser....suggestions?