Mr. W raced Cyclocross on Sunday. It was windy and bit chilly, but there was some blue skies to be had. The course was a lung burner (they always are) but this one had some steeps runs. The pack was about 90 racers viving to get a good position. It was fun to watch and cheer him along. Nice work CV.
Cole was playing the harmonica everytime daddy went by. You could hear, right Dad? That was our version of the cowbell since we forget it at home.
And the day wouldn't be complete without a atleast one good pout.
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