Wednesday, August 29, 2007
And I always respond, quite matter of factly, "You heard right."
And someone always wants to push that thought, and ask all those "what if" situations which might cause me to bend the rules.
And I always respond quietly and thoughtfully: "I have been teaching for many, many years and no one has ever peed in their pants in my class." And after an uncomfortable pause, I add, "So don't be the first."
And that pretty much ends the conversation.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Well, my plans started to unravel shortly after leaving the house. First, the most direct route over the hills is under construction so I had to take a little detour. Then the traffic signal gods decided to have some fun at my expense. I think I hit every red light between the WC and P-town. A couple of times I looked back to see if a cop with one of those traffic light controller things was testing me. I stopped...mostly.
The traffic detour and the traffic signals meant I was going to be cutting it close...too close. I pushed it a little, trying to balance making the roll out and still having something left to contribute to Worlds. I kept looking at my watch thinking 'Your not going to make it' then 'You might must make it'. I'm sure you guessed by now ... I missed the start of the ride by 90 seconds. I could chase but there was no way I was going to catch those boys on a Tuesday lunch ride.
I decided to ride out and try and grab the tail of the tiger as they blew back into town. Unfortunately, over the hills it was HOT. I was loosing water faster than a sponge caught in a steel mill. The final kicker was the goat head (did you know they're in season now?). The riding, chasing and the flat in that heat did me in. As the Spidey boys raced by on their way to the first sprint point of the day I tried to jump on but the legs said NO WAY.
Well, I got the long ride part in but was I a sight when I got home. Between the dried salt and the dust I looked like I'd just returned from some trans-Utah Odyssey. Now, it's time for sleep.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
As I started my ride today I decided to try and get it out of my system...time for a little penance to the bike racing deities, or Italian Tune Up if you prefer. An hour and forty minutes later I'd burned 1600 kcals and set a new personal best 1 hour average power (which included a short 3 minute descent).
I feel cleansed.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
At the end of my ride I dropped back into Berkeley where the fog had retreated from our neighborhood and it was clearly the start of a beautiful day. A couple of turns before home I encountered a small flock of wild turkeys scratching for their breakfast among the coastal oak trees in one of Berkland's 'nicer' neighborhoods. I had seen them before, in the same spot. It's nice to see their thriving in their urban oasis.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Today we learned the truth and it turns out it was one of you!!!!
Can you guess which of you bloggers is a closet farmer growing pears, tomatoes and corn?
If their thumb is a green as their legs are strong we're going to have some good eats tomorrow!!!
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
- Clicking off the miles on the flat roads north of Denver was a blast.
- The 98 degree heat...not so much.
- The price of bison in the ranch lands was incredible.
- The price of produce at the Boulder farmer's market...not so much.
- The roads in Eastern Colorado are long and straight.
- Sometimes the roads in Easter Colorado just end.
- Flowering alfalfa fields smell great.
- 98 Degree dairy farms...not so great.
- Pomegranate martinis are GOOOOD!
- At the right coffee shop Colorado can feel a bit like Italy.
Little M was a rock star. The highlight was when she hammered up the Boulder Creek Trail and couldn't figure out why we stopped when the pavement ended.
But all that's done .... the summer is drawing to a close...a few bike races left and then ...it's back to 'Mr. Fun'.