Hu?

So, today was not a usual Sunday by any means of the imagination. First, I somehow slept for 13.5 hours last night. Unusual? Very. I woke up and after quadruple checking to make sure my watch was right, I started to recall some of the most insane dreams I can remember. Insane in a good way, as in being able to recall every detail with vivid accuracy. Then I found I had lost four pounds since Saturday morning. My best guess is that I donated a kidney and was put to sleep after being flashy-thinged by that guy from "Men In Black". Then I went out for what I was expecting to be a painfully sluggish ride after yesterdays feeling like my legs consisted of jello and mashed potatoes, yet found myself riding the strongest yet since post nationals break. The day went on to bring one thing after the other, culminating in what I can only describe as a, "Hu?", kinda day.

On what other day could you see Wink in a sleevless yellow, black, and red jersey with non-bib, strait black riding shorts put on backwards? For the ladies sake, I hope he didn't do anything to mess up his tan lines.