A tiger tried to eat my husband

Monday, May 5, 2008
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Sometimes when Nick volunteers to climb with me, he stops half-way through the day, shakes his head, and says, “You do this for fun?!”

Sometimes when Nick comes home from a bike race with half of his skin missing because of some horrible crash, I ask, “You do this for fun?!”

Fortunately, the damage was minor yesterday - the blackberry bushes and gravel cushioned most of his fall. He says he missed the pavement entirely. His rear wheel didn’t fare so well, however. Anyone got a good deal on a lightweight pair of clinchers for him?

(Side note: Yes, those are turtles on his boxer shorts. Cute, huh?)


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