Off to the races

Ben talked me into racing with him this weekend and I'm always game for racing without any preparation. It was pleasant weather in Central Park (a bit windy maybe), of course that doesn't make it any less painful. I'm moving a little slower today.

Nicole (the wonder-fiancee) and Henry (the wonder-dog) were up for the weekend and we all went over to Ben's after the race to eat, recover and drink entirely too much coffee. Too much coffee which came in handy as Nico and I (and Henry of course) left shortly thereafter to drive back to Washington. Which was followed a few hours later by a hopping of the train back to NYC.