For the past half-dozen years, I’ve volunteered at a bicycle ride (not a race) called The Great Pumpkin Ride. We’ve grown from a ride of 300 to expecting a staggering 1,250+ riders on Saturday. For the past few weeks, my life has been consumed by Great Pumpkin planning. Guess how many port-o-potties you need for 1,250 riders?? The past couple of days have been, well . . . if you pricked me right now, I’d bleed stress.
So, here’s my motto for this week . . .
My fingers are crossed for a smooth and successful ride on Saturday. Even if we hit a bump in the road, I’ll just smile . . . because there’s wine at the end of my day!
Salud!
