Here is a sad little story. Hubby bought me a case of Sports Beans for Mother’s Day. (Lime and Orange) I decided to do a 20 mile ride last night. I know, not exactly an endurance ride for many of you, but my longest ride this year. Remember, I’m in Michigan where we do not have wonderful weather to ride all year like some of you gals. Anyway, I decided that I’d take a pack of my beans with me as I had never tried them before. I opened them and put them in my back jersey pocket. About half way through my ride I decided to try out the beans. I had the orange ones with me and they are really good. I love Jelly Bellies anyway. I had devoured about half of the package when I heard something fall to the ground. After about another quarter mile I realized that it was the package of beans that had escaped from my pocket. I turned around and rode back to retrieve them. Just as I spotted them on the ground still in their little bag a van came by and ran over my poor little beans leaving them flattened and scattered all over the road! Oh well, another eleven bags to go! I think I’m hooked. They have to taste better than some of that goo some people use.