
Ow ow! Look at those sexy shorts. So ya its been a while sorry but i am really going to keep up on this now. So here is the skinny. Here is Andrews first road bike race. It was the Tour
de Park City; a 106 mile bike race. Me being the good wife that I am(and not knowing how long it was going to take) stayed the whole time. I figured hey, I will go to the feed stations ahead of him and take his picture. I know how kind.
Anywho, that didn't turn out as well as I thought. I drove along the same route as the bikers because they didn't close any of the roads but I really felt out of place being the only car on the road and all. I then
proceeded to miss the turn off and get lost for the next hour. Awesome so I missed the first feed station. By the time i figured out where the hell I was it had been about 31/2 hours. I would just go and eat and go to the finish line and wait. That should be long enough right....wrong. So I am sitting at the end and no one is coming....ya. I give a call to my loving brother and he tells me it takes about 6-7 hours so I'm a little early. I will go wait at the last feed station. So i go and chat it up with the old folks manning the apples and goo. 4 hours later...nothing...no Andrew.....I am a little worried at this point that he might have died somewhere. I give him a little ring a ding ding and he answered. I am almost there he said..5 miles. 4o min later i get a phone call..."I'm at the finish line." How did you get past me! Turns out he was following the racers who had a different route and
bypassed me all together. So this is the only picture that I have of his race.
Yaaa! Go me!