3 quick ones

One.
Last weekend at Gloucester I was doing some pre-riding with Potter.
As we raced across the beach we were pretty much even. As we hit the brick stairs, he charged in front of me.Potter ran to the top of the stairs, turned around and looked at me as I was trotting up, and he started barking at me to hurry up.

Seriously, it’s man’s best friend totally heckling the shit of me. More so the folks watching pointed out that my dog was talking shit on me. Perfect. Man’s best friend indeed.

Two.
Also at Gloucester, Monkey came through and I was cheering for her. A nice gentlemen looks at me and asks, “Is that your daughter?”

Three.
So Wednesday at cross practice, as I was getting things together I locked my keys in the car. My keys, with my cycling bag, my bike, and freaking everything. So I called Diane, who was heading out to ride with L-Web across town, to come and rescue me. She came over right away and appropriately busted my ass for locking my keys in the car.

Thursday near the end of the work day, Monk gives me a call and tells me that she had locked her keys in her car. “KARMA!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs. My peers come in to check on me, and I explained how Monk busted my ass about locking my keys in the car, and now, well, I had to go rescue her, and it was perfect because we were now even. Needless to say the rest of the night, be it on our ride, or after my shower as I paraded around the house in the buff,  I was shouting “KARMA!!!” Essentially being a jackass, resplendent that we were now even in some universal sense.

Friday morning, I come to the office to find that my office had been decorated by my peers. You see I turn 40 today, and well my wife never locked her keys in the car, she just needed away to get me out of the office. So essentially, I was totally burned,  burned by my wife and my peers. All of which listened to me shout about cosmic karma and what not. I was burnt to a crisp...fell for it hook, line, and freaking sinker.

Karma indeed.

thanks for reading.
respect.
fatmarc