
Originally Posted by
SadieKate
I'm trying to figure out how you guys actually got any racing done. It sounds like you giggled the whole way.
I'm actually claustrophobic looking at some of those photos. I hate crowds. I can't imagine
racing in a crowd. I tip my helmet to yawl (that is the
plural yawl

).
Loud guffaws, mostly, interspersed with various types of snickering, giggling, downright cackling, and occasional smirking.
Thanks!
PS The size of the crowd made me want to moo. And yes, I realize I opened the door just now to a vast amount of cow wisecracks. They'll serve me right, I'm sure.
PPS I have a feeling that today's weather is similar to Danskin's of last year. I repeat, we lucked out. I actually opened the door just now to go down the street to the mailbox, looked outside, and said, "NO."
"My predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved;I have been given much and I have given something in return...Above all, I have been a sentient being, a thinking animal, on this beautiful planet, and that in itself has been an enormous privilege and an adventure." O. Sacks