Somehow the locomotive never stopped for the caboose last night, so one other guy and I had to do the work of 10 men getting to the top of the island in a brisk headwind. The toiling paid off in a major way, though, with a 27+ mph ride home. With a dozen riders on the pace and speeds near thirty the wheels whir and the gears click, wind whooshes by your ears and through the vents in your helmet, but all else is basically still. Great stuff. Then, for once this playoff year, the Red Wings looked mighty and impressive, putting together a win that they can build off of and hopefully tear into round 2. Talked with Jenelle, too, who is busier now than I'd wish anyone to be, but always nice to hear what shapes her world.
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