Up early in the morning, sleeping in the back of the car.
Yellow tape cutting a course through a park.
Cross bikes
This can only mean one thing...
A cross race!
This past weekend we were up in Mass visiting my brother-in-law and sister-in-law. We hung out, played with the kids and the dogs, went to a Grange Fair, had some awesome chicken and corn on the cob, and oh yeah, there was a cross race. 
Mmm mmm chicken.
Was great to see Mega.
Marc doing his thing.
Taylor doing some acrobatics on Beth while waiting for Marc to come back around.
Here was a sign at the park. I just thought this was great. Very blunt.
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TRANSLATED TO ENGLISH: When I saw the cross bikes come home on the roof rack I knew it would be the END of sleeping in and lazy coffee/newspaper weekends....
I have been in cheer training for cross season for weeks now, it has been brutal, I shan't let you down.
Any updates on any races? ... I saw you at Bakers Dozen and you flew right by me, a slow soloists.
Cheers
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