Today I was riding a bike rally... and me this guy were chatting it up... he just got into tri's and said he swam with our tri club 3 days ago in the lake... and he came out with LEECHES on his feet!
YUCK!
There is no way I'm going to be cool with leeches. My boyfriend and I even discussed it in detail at dinner at how we can't tolerate that. NO WAY.
So in Dallas, Texas... we got leeches in our lakes too apparently.
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather, to skid in broadside thoroughly used-up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming: WOW WHAT A RIDE!!!!"