Reppin' Cashville!

The weather in middle Tennessee has been unreal lately. We had so many days in the 50's and 60's during the month of January. I tried to take advantage of as many as possible. Bailey, Stella, Scrimp and I took lots of walks. Thats Stella Belly, not Stella Baby.
I did get to sneak away for a few rides though. One of which was with the guy on the cover of this magazine.
It was a perfect afternoon. We shut down spots all over West Nashville (in actuality, Alex may have "shut down" a few more than I did.).
Most people would agree that riding through poop is the absolute worst thing on a bike. It is. This afternoon I got the worst of the worst. There is a sweet spot around music row- there is this concrete lip into a big grass hip landing. This grass evidently also served as the bathroom for every neigborhood dog. I made that discovery a few minutes too late. There was shit all over both tires, all over the downtube, fork, chainstays, brakes. The worst. I literally road through three big piles. This was behind a recording studio so maybe this was from some dog that was owned by someone famous, maybe Miley Cyrus. Thankfully I found a hose a few buildings up and gave my bike a bath.
Why did I just write about this? First, HUGE props to Alex on the cover shot (FYI, this is a big deal). I can't wait to read this, he told him he was reppin' Cashville and the east coast pretty hard.
Secondly, I am about to have a daughter!!!!!!!!! This is all I am thinking about right now. A few lighthearted paragraphs took me away from baby thoughts. I am back to baby thoughts. I think she is coming today. But, I have had that thought everyday for the last week. I guess it's kind of out of my hands.