You mean there was a day when you felt the love? My apologies, with the holidays and all, I've been running a little behind schedule.
Am I the only one that can't shake the mental picture of Speck, up at 4 AM, skin tight gray, sweat stained, sweat suit, white sweat band and pink flash dance leggings on riding a stationairy bike with a white whicker basket zip tied to the handle bars with a box of jelly donuts over in it half eaten? Maybe it's just me.
Wannabe...

