You Better Work

I am alive. My ass needs to be rubbed because it is on the verge of cramping up, for that matter so are my quads and hamstrings. I am so proud of myself I want to cry. But that would involve eye muscles I am not capable of using right now. I rode 68 (that's SIXTY EIGHT!!!!) miles today on my bike. Yup, fo' real. I just wanted to announce that. It's not funny. I don't even care. Once I am rehydrated and rested I can be funny. Who's proud of Jivemommy?