day started with some good news. had hardly stepped out the door and was building up a head of steam on the morning commute when my chest plate started to buzz. lord balls says the caller ID which can only mean one thing.
i'm in.
let out the whoop. thanks extended for the call, then off to the day ahead. weather is here in a bad way. cold rain, some icing and hopefully sweet, fluffy powder for those nordic dreams and sunday ski plans. i'll elaborate on the pending journey to a centum at a later date.
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