Some days I think I am certifiable.
Side note: Bat-shit crazy is actually the name of the group text between my mom, sisters, and me.
So… we know I tore my ACL. How about 6 days later I decided I’d still participate in a 22 mile bike ride? I mean… I’d already registered and paid the fee…
Vegas was so mad she would barely speak to me.

Post-race with the awesome stranger-friends who stuck with me through the ride.
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