It seems everyone has something to say about this, I mean after all our own Seahawks are Superbowl Champions, what’s not to love? To be totally honest though, I’m already kinda sick of hearing about it so if you quit reading right now I won’t have hurt feelings, promise. This may come as a shock to you, but I don’t follow football. Nothing against it, I barely even follow pro cycling anymore. I don’t paint my face (or chest), I don’t critique plays, live via social media, and I don’t understand how people get so caught up in it, that there happiness is hinged upon the outcome of a game. I spent most of my Sunday on my bike. It felt good, so I even added a little extra to it. Yes, I did make it back for the game, not because I had to so I could paint a 12 on my chest (I don’t even know what that means) and eat Doritos and drink Bud Light. I watched it with my family. And I even enjoyed it.