Pulling the band-aid off... I can't ride the LP200. We need to find a replacement. I was volunteer, as spouses often do, as an MC for a CF event. I wasn't aware until just now. The conversation went just like this.
Me: Do you want to drive SAG next weekend for the LP? It would be fun to have you come.
Wifey: (Empty stare)
Me: What?! This has been planned.
Wifey: (Points to the program with my name on it.)
Me: I never agreed to that.
Wifey: (Head tilt, lifts eyebrows)
Me: Baby, come on!
Wifey: (In soft voice) Do what ever you want, dear. The kids and I are doing the CF walk.
And,... check mate.
As such, I need assistance in finding a replacement for my team, who I was really looking forward to riding with.