friday, laying in bed, thinking, before dozing off, I'm yearning for it,
got that need to mess it up, to compete, stir the cauldron, maybe do one of them spring crits,
the Vino Velo, something spunk.
I want to let that beast sleep, take some deep breaths, and ride a bit, just ride some more. Sunday I got out with friends. I can keep the frisky bottled up a bit longer, that'd be good for me anyway.
#4 is the sign of the beast today,