Man, it's so nice to have the sun up earlier. It seems to motivate me to ride faster. But alas, my legs were hurting from the race I did on Saturday. That was the only real problem I had today.

This little sausage of a dog ran after me from his carport - like every morning. I taunt him and call him names for fun: "C'mon you sausage with legs." "Pick it up fatty!" Stuff like that. I always have fun with him. Hopefully, his owner ain't standing there listening to me. Oh well.

Then like some mornings, I waited for this bus in Shelby that stops for an young, autistic girl. It brings a tear to my eye sometimes watching her mother struggle to get her on the bus. God bless that mother and child.