I had a dream last night I was racing up some pave. A cobbled climb like the Koppenburg or something. I could not keep traction and had to hop off and run a length of the climb.
I woke up totally freaked out.
Plus, I just heard that Lance Armstrong cloned Sheryl Crow and named her Tory Burch.
He knows what he likes.
Be thankfull the cobbles weren’t made of cookies………and you had to eat your way up the climb.
why do they all look like his mom? Cheryl, Tory, Kristin….
*shudder*
Huh? I regularly dream of climbing a wall-o-cookies somewhere deep in Flanders…