As in ride the train. As in I had IMBA train-ing all day. Yes, it is a stretch. Ii is 10:06 p.m. as I type this and I am tired. Regardless, the training went well. I decided to take a leap and become part of the IMBA T rail Ambassador program . Apparently we will be the first group in the state of Minnesota. I'm the oldest child, so something about being the guinea pig appeals to me. The training was pretty common sense, but good to know the guide lines and at least have a basic sense of what we are expected to do and what we should not do. And I have some studying to do, things to get together, etc. I'm looking forward to doing this. It seems a bit like standing at the edge of a cliff to me. I hate heights. So it is that butterflies and buttermilk feeling in my stomach. Just the same, I am excited to try it. Who knows where it will lead to. Besides got to a hear few stories, including one where a rider was warming up for the Thursday night races at Buck Hil l when he ...