Poor Chip. I have driven him to the wrong lax field 3 games in a row. Fortunately, he just rolls with it, even when we're arriving to pre-game warm-ups a little late, (although I think his coaches must wonder where my brain is). Tonight he had a cold, cold, cold game in Danvers. I didn't have much time to get in a ride, but scooted off for a quick 7 miles down a few crappy roads towards Beverly. The potholes, gravel, sand and debris on the side of the road was pretty sketchy, and made the riding a little treacherous. I got my ride in though... just one week left to go of 30 Days of Biking.