Wait! Is this how you spell marshmallows? It looks strange.
4:30am – My alarm clock goes off. Wait! Who has an alarm clock anymore? My phone alarm goes off. I wake up and I’m confused. Why am I getting up? I went to bed at 1:00am. WTF? Wait! NP! Fuck! Hmm, maybe I can skip it? Paul will be there. POW and I Dream of Jeannie led Wednesday. I can sleep in. I’m not needed. I haven’t slept in once for an NP workout over the last 24 months. I deserve a day off, right?
So I grabbed my phone to text Paul that he would be ridin’ solo this morning. I then had to text Billy that I wasn’t meeting him at the base of the Brooklyn Bridge to run over to the workout which was in Lower Manhattan. Then it happened. I was checking facebook to see what was going on, I stumbled upon a video post from our fearless Indy leader, Bobbie. Bobbie posted a video of her on TV eating marshmallows. Is that really the way you spell marshmallow? Anyway, Bobbie’s video inspired me. Bobbie eating marshmallows on TV wearing #grassroots gear inspired me. Fuck, I have to go to NP this morning.
Thank you, Bobbie! Thank you for eating marshmallows on TV! Thank you for #JustShowing up every week for your Tribe. Thank you for getting my ass out of bed this morning. I would’ve missed all of these beautiful people.
Have a great fucking weekend. See you next Wednesday for PR Day at Grott0. E86th Street and the East River. 5:28am and 6:28am.
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