This is all I have left to spin and the Maillot Jaune is mine. Will defeat be snatched from the jaws of victory? It remains to be seen. The forecast is for rain, so that is working for me. Finn and Lucy and one of Lucy's friends slept out in our new tent in the front yard last night, which means they didn't really sleep very much. That works against me because I anticipate spending the day breaking up cranky fights over serious issues like "Lucy is standing in my doorway!" and "Finnian is using my pencil!" But picking up the pieces of post-sleepover children is nothing, I tell you, rien! for a spinning athlete comme moi.
Ok, I think I have used up most of my high school French now.
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