I love weekends.

A long week... 50+hrs at my desk at work, late night meetings with people on the other side of the world, a sad goodbye to a soon to be Mrs Zwicker, a stuffed up nose and a serious lack of exercise. Ugh. Today when asked if I wanted to go for a bike ride, I really felt like saying no, "I'm too tired". But I am soooo glad I didn't. Just a quick pedal up the mountain and a swooping descent through the forest makes all the bad guck from the week magically disappear. Mmmmm fresh air and dirt under my tires...