Sluggish

(not actually Nogalas Hwy, but you get the idea)Happy hour last night. Very good strawberry margaritas. Todd and I had talked about the Wednesday ride this morning, but he neglected to wake me up. If he had tried, I probably would have resisted. I didn't make it out of the house till nearly noon. Once I did finally get out of the city I felt much better...until I ran out of gas. I guess I got behind in my eating. I had to drag myself home through a cross-head wind. My hamburger was well earned.