My husband Matt and our friend Jeff Pitcher are riding the famed Davis Double Century this Saturday! Wish them (and their sore booties) luck. It’s 200 miles of cycling through Davis, California in the blazing sun.
The ride happens to go past our friend Larry’s farm! So several friends and I will cheer him on while eating and drinking and playing with Larry’s new Tennessee fainting goat, Moe. This is a breed of goats that, when they get very excited, their muscles lock up and they keel over. This usually lasts about 10-15 seconds. (This condition is painless for the goat and very cute for the human.)
Of course, we will try to restrain ourselves from intentionally riling up the goat. But when Matt and the other riders go by, things could get pretty exciting…
oh! i want a fainting goat!
Go Matt Go! Go Jeff Go!!
Sounds like fun ! Riders! fainting goats! Oh my!!
Fainting goats… that is the best think I have heard all week!
Go Jeff!! Go Matt!! Good luck to them both!
200 miles of cycling? Very impressive. 🙂
Go Jeff and go Matt – yowser – my bum hurts me after one mile on a bike never mind 200. That just hurts just thinking about it.
Fainting goats – never heard of such a thing and I laughed when I first read it then felt bad but then felt fine about laughing and laughed some more after you explained how it doesn’t hurt them. That should be a good chuckle to see it in real life.
Best of luck to Matt and Jeff. Wow!….200 miles…I am so impressed. I doubt I could do that to save my life. The part about the Tennessee fainting goats was hilarious. That’s why I love your site. What a “hoot” Thanks.
I hope the fainting thing isn’t contagious… Not a good thing when you’re on a bike. No, seriously, best of luck to both of the heroic guys – I hope they have a wonderful trip. It sounds like a great challenge!
i bet matt and jeff will feel like fainting goats when they finish the ride. ha!
now really, boys on bikes and fainting goats sounds like a fun party!
If you’re going to cheer them on in Davis, Andrea, let me know and maybe we can get together for dinner that evening? I’d be willing to feed two sweaty, hungry cyclists.