There was something special about today. The bike felt lighter. The legs felt stronger. The air was clean and fresh. The temperature perfect. The traffic light. What a great ride.
Something wonderful has happened to make this day. Something important.
But not everyone noticed. Two of my riding partners seemed dazed and confused. Out of sorts. Certainly weaker. They complained that they were up all night, biting their nails, hoping their man Kerry could pull out a win.
I went to bed early. Content that America would do the right thing. And they did.
So on our ride this morning, sensing that my two liberal friends weren't feeling well, didn't have their normal strength, were struggling - I did what any right thinking person would do. I attacked on every hill and dropped their sorry, loser asses. [censored] 'em. They backed a loser, and have to live with the consequences.
Somewhere I'm sure, libs and other thoughtless losers will prattle on as they usually do. I don't care. I can no longer hear them. They are, now more than ever, irrelevant.
I'm looking forward to a great four years.🙂