I think it was just last week that I was talking about how it's harder to find that giddy feeling you get all of the time when you're a kid. Well, I've got it right now, because we're going to Cedar Point this weekend. The thing I took for granted for most of my adult life is now something I only really get to do once a year, and it's probably one of the hardest things about living out west.
Sunday is the nationwide Coasting For Kids fundraiser, to raise money for Give Kids The World (please throw a few bucks at them here). We'll get two hours of marathon Magnum riding, then one side of Gemini for most of the day. I'm not the nerd I was ten years ago, but I fully intend to get at least a dozen laps on Magnum, if Simon will allow me.
It's also a chance to catch up and talk with a lot of people. There are so many people there that have been a part of my summer for a long time. I really miss that.
Weather is a little questionable, but as long as it's hot, I don't even care. I'm so stoked.