Bike and Build

Today was a first for us riders we woke up late in order to get some riding in during the hottest part of the day; because we are firm believers in the pain or in this case copious amounts of sweat equals gain motto. And because the always reliable press thought we were coming to Shreveport on Tuesday, and therefore needed to get a photo op of us leaving. Once that was done we began the long trek to Minden, a whole THIRTY MILES. We were pleasantly surprised to be greeted with a huge welcome sign and members of the church, volunteers from the work site, the family whose house we would be building, and our favorite fans (Tamara and Emily). After a quick change of clothes we were shuttled off to the work site where we initially treated like celebrities. However, once we were put to work our newly acquired superstar status seemed to be forgotten as we put up siding and nailed tyvek in the one hundred degree heat. By the end of our workday it looked as though we had gotten caught in a rainstorm: despite the fact hat the sky had remained cloud free all day. It was in this sad shape that we were sent to the local coca cola plant and speak with Don, a bicycling guru. Who had signed pictures of many of the greats and had gotten the chance to ride Lance Armstrong. Eventually we were forced to shower, if we wanted permission to eat. Then we were treated to dinner at The Dorcheat. Where we each branched out from our comfort zones as far as the food was concerned. Josh eating crawfish patties while the less adventurous among us, such as myself, ate oddly shaped hush puppies. I am sorry this blog is so short but due to the fact that it has taken me three days to get around to writing it many of the details are fuzzy. All I can say for sure is that Doug Tony and Chris most certainly snored, the road was defiantly a disgrace (as it has been for all of the state), and we all attempted to act normal while in the presence of the sane at dinner (we probably failed).

Dani