Wasting Away
I am amazed at how quick my arm has atrophied. It is a little over a week since I broke my wrist but my arm is well on it’s way to looking like the arm of a T-Rex. I didnt think I had that much muscle to lose. The gun show is down to one barrel for a while.
What if you had a National Mountain Bike race and nobody cared? Well you can go to Deer Valley this weekend and see for yourself. Even if my paw was not broken I don’t know if I would have ponied up $60 to ride on the worst trails in Park City. I was hoping to be among the dozen or so people watching tomorrow but it is not looking good. I have an electrician and a cleaning service coming tomorrow to work on my vacant rental so I can get it ready for The Wolfe to move in sometime before snow flies.
For anyone who has driven in the 801 this will come as no suprise.
