I'm glad it's Saturday

Yesterday, disaster beyond my wildest imagination occurred. I was riding home from the airport and I guess I had a rush of adrenaline or something going past my crash site, because as I turned on to 26 I was peddling so hard that I sheared my pedal clean off of my bike. And not just the plastic pedal where it connects to the crank arm, but the chromed steel of the crank arm split right at the hub. So I guess I will spend today putting together an operational bike out of all the pieces I've collected over the years. This morning Rory and I ran to church and had a great workshop led by Pastor Long with the other guys. It was awesome. ~off to my bike shop~