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Been quiet around here, hasn't it?  Well, to be honest, we've sort of laid low this past week.  On Sunday, H rode his bike from our house, up to SLC and then up to the top of Emigration Canyon; I drove up there to meet him and then we had breakfast at Ruth's Diner (Sunrise Spuds for me and a club sandwich for H).  After that we stopped by the Sandy City Hall to see the Healing Field memorial, where more than 3,000 American flags were set up on the lawn, one for each person who died in the attacks on 9/11.

Other than that, we've just been working, road riding (H)/going to the gym (me)/hiding under the bed (B), and hand-tweezing the remaining thorns out of our MTB tires.  We seem to have gotten them all - so far, everything's staying inflated - which would be nice because we'd like to ride this weekend.

Sorry for the unexcitement but sometimes things are just mellow (oh! H started a batch of homebrew but that'll get its own post sometime later).  We'll see if we can't rustle up some doin's this weekend to tell you about..