“Hey dude

Where are you?

Needing more posts on your site??!!

Sitting in office each day needing my weekly inspirational boost!

Keep up the good work and hope alls working out health wise….”

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I can tell I’m thinking about lunch. I see that look daily. Somewhere between wishful and danger-danger.

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I killed a squirrel earlier. And I’ll never be the same.

Ventured out for my first mountain bike ride since racing in Brazil and loved the reminder of why I am living the dream – when this little chap charged from the left side of the dead still Prosser Dam road like something from a why did the chicken cross the road joke. Having Katerina to my left and the curbside to my right and brand new yet to be worn in brake pads below, what could I do as he hesitated from left to right, right to left, tripping over his undersized sellout legs. I’m hoping the little chap got up and did a shake of his limbs as if trying to dislodge a turd from his trowsers (a pre-run habit of mine), but I doubt he’ll make it back to his misses. And that means I’ll never be the same again.

But there have been better moments:

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