44…it doesn’t feel like a milestone. I just wanted a Blanc de Blanc and some toast, but I’ll have to settle for clicking off mileage. Works for me 😉

Okay, so for the day…wishes for toast and the Blanc, killer dinner with the family, and 44 miles between work and meetings: 10 run, 25 bike, 7 paddling, 1 walking to the restaurant, and the last few clicks with my GPS around the dog’s collar…so what if threw the ball(?)–I’m officially middle…fucking…age.

Deal.