I went for a bike ride this morning. Just a short one, from Harpers Ferry up to Antietam Creek and back. That 20 miles added to Saturday's 40-mile ride gives me 60 miles ridden this holiday week-end, plus a four mile run on Sunday night.
Now I'm home, I've just picked a couple quarts of wineberries off my bushes, and I'll be taking them and some beer and the M60 over to the neighbor's house for an Independence Day cookout in a bit. Murphy will be coming too, since he loves their dogs and vice-versa. Besides, it's not really a holiday unless your buddy's having a special day too, right?