Drunkin' Donuts.

After a two hour spin session with EB while watching The Italian Job, it was decided we would break for dinner then reconvene for a pedal down up UpStream then further our journey to the Donut Stop. After two beers at the 'Stream, we pit-stopped at Nomad before hitting it hard for donuts. I had 5 and convinced Eric to have 4 followed by an encore of one more apiece before slamming it home, racing pretty much the entire time. It was very painful. I finished the night off by breaking my seat while chilling under a street light. F#ckin' lame! Still mad about the seat. What good are titanium rails if the saddle flips up like getting to the engine of a drag racer. Grrr!

This is a formal invitation to anyone deeming them self awesome enough to take part in the Drunkin' Donut ride. Be prepared for good beer, fast riding, and cat posters!