This morning I slept in, drank some coffee, checked out the Tour, watched Contador kick some ass and then grudgingly went out for a ride. I felt sleepy, kept yawning, and all I could think about was more coffee. What was supposed to be a 3 hour ride turned into a 1 hour easy spin. Oh well, that's the way the ball bounces. At least I'm getting better at taking pics on the bike...or it just APPEARS that way. If you take a million shots, you're bound to get at LEAST a few decent ones!