Rest Day

Here is a random image for you to ponder. Why does the pig bike? Why should we use caution? Is he sketchy in the pack? Did he glue his own tubulars and thinks they might come off in an unopportune corner? Oh wait, that's me . . .

Instead of riding my bike I ate 2 slices of key lime pie. Mmmmm . . . pie. Still a couple of months to go before I can start saying that I'm at my "winter weight". Hmph. Well, if I hadn't eaten that 2nd slice tonight, I would have undoubtedly eaten it tomorrow, so it's all the same, right? :)

I'm going to go climb Mt. Rose tomorrow in my sexy new kit and shoes.

Is anyone else thinking about 'cross? I know it's still road season, and I have a handful of road races left to do this year, plus some sexy new shoes, but I'm having a hard time getting my mind off cyclocross. Weird, cause I'm not really that good at cyclocross. 'Course, I'm not particularly great at road or mountain biking, either, and that's never stopped me. Yeah . . . 'cross . . .

Oh my.

New shoes! My old ones are FOUR YEARS OLD! You know what that means? I've been riding in shoes that are almost a full size too small for FOUR YEARS! And these are sooo much stiffer, my goodness. And they're shiny and pink. Yay.

And on another note . . .

Riley has a visor now, too.

How do I do this, again?

I was making coffee this AM and I was so spaced out that I dumped the whole coffee beans directly into my french press without grinding them. Ooops. I must've really needed my coffee.

Drove down to Markleeville yesterday and climbed Ebbett's pass. I haven't been down there since I rode the Death Ride on my 21st birthday. I had a triple on my bike then, and needed it. So I felt pretty damn accomplished yesterday since my smallest gear was a 38x25. Wow, maybe I've actually gotten a little bit stronger in the last 4 years. Crazy, huh? Anyway, it was beautiful down there.

I want to go race, but I really need a job first. I'm working on that. In the meantime I'm selling a bunch of stuff on ebay. I think that's funny. Unfortunately the # of things I have that I can do w/out (I can't sell my bikes, for example) and anyone else would want (er, 5 year old 105 derailleur anybody?) is extremely limited. Oh well.

I'm taking Riley to Art Dogs in the Park today. Should be good fun.

Blue Skies!

Finally! The smoke has cleared! I can breathe again! I can't tell you how good that feels! Although I'm certain that a whole lot of people in CA are feeling the same way, hopefully. It's the little things that make life worth living, right? Ahh, let's enjoy it . . .

And, to answer the unasked question, yes, this is the most exciting thing going on in my life at the moment. I've been riding a bit and running a lot and think I'll probably drown in Pyramid Lake during my tri in a couple of weeks. So I should really swim more. I'm putting up a fence in my front yard, and I haven't looked for a job yet. Hmm. Oh yes, and I have no cell phone right now because I left my charger somewhere in Massachusetts. Bummer. What else? Erm, I want to race my bike, but I don't think I'll be able to get over the hill until August, cause of that whole unemployed thing. Um, what else? I had a pedicure in June, my first, and now I want another one, cause it was nice and made my feet pretty. Again, unemployment poses a problem to that, and my much overdue haircut. Talk about random post, huh? I'm going to go dig fence post holes and enjoy the clean air.

Home?

This is what a woke up to yesterday. Pretty, huh?

This is what I woke up to today. There's supposed to be a big mountain over there. Since I can't see it at the moment, due to the smoke, I guess I have to just assume its still there. Couldn't see it yesterday, either. My existing sympathy for everyone in California dealing with fires just added a quality of empathy. This sucks, huh? Shoulda stayed away.

Nah, it's nice to be home. I woke up in the middle of the night with no idea where I was. And it took me a couple of minutes to figure it out. It was kinda scary actually. Like, "Why am I alone in this weird building? Who's cat is this?" Oh yeah, it's mine.

Anyway, I'm thinking it would be bad to ride my bike in this. Just going outside makes my throat hurt. Thoughts?

Still here.

Coming home on Wednesday.  More then.  :)