In two weeks time, we'll be in San Francisco. We'll be meeting up with Bush, two flavors of Punk, Bec and Grim. It will be the calm before the storm.
There are several things that we could be doing, such as:
- Touring Alcatraz;
- Getting lost in Muir Woods;
- Running up hills and doing unnecessary plyo;
- Passed out in our hotel from jetlag;
- Sleazing it up in the Castro;
- Etc.
I have shorts. I have back-up shorts. Helmet covers are stored away. Back-up helmet covers too. The Shit Kit has been minimised and is ready to go. And I have discovered that all the derby stuff takes up half of my giant suitcase. Time to break out the ziplock bags.
Nine more working days.
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