Friday night Ryder, Destry, Joey, Mer & I watched the Tossers' Gloatin' and Showboatin' DVD, which is a live St. Paddy's Day performance shot in their Chicago hometown. Wish we could have been there live, but the next best thing is watching it with the boys in the comfort of the Lanza's Great (big) Room.
Even though they cut the rug in bare feet, Destry, Ryder, & Mer's favorite song is Dancing Shoes.
While the boys and Mer danced the night away, Joey and I raised our bottles from side-to-side and celebrated Friday.
We raised a lot of bottles and celebrated Friday a lot. Too much in fact. BTW, don't drink and drive. You might spill your drink. Before you get behind the handlebar of a rocking motorcycle just stop and think...
Early the next morning Joey, Johnson, Joy, Shelli, some dude from Louisiana & I hit up South Fork and the Santa Ana River Trail. Obviously after all the celebrating I didn't feel 100 percent.
But, we got plenty of breaks because Johnson kept flatting.
On Sunday all the gloatin' and showboatin' came to an end as I proceeded to get my ass handed to me in a cross race.