Workout? What's that.

Except for my extensive hiking last week, I feel as if I have done no working out since mid July. Coming back to work has been a chaotic and choking experience trying to catch everything up in time to leave early on Friday for the ever expanding experience that will be the West Coast version of the Wil, Steve and Shelley show back in the mid-west.

I personally think that we will collectively write a worser report on our escapades but drink more beer, get more phone numbers and probably get kicked out of at least one bar, restaurant or casino. We are relying mostly on Playboy Joel for this, though my five hour leash from Mistress is looking good.

Oh back to my lack of exercise. Since July 16th I have not touched nary a goggle nor brake lever. Yes I am going into the workout weekend of the year virtually untrained, but well rested.

We merry band of brothers will do all the damage that can be done in a single weekend live to tell a ribald tale.