Well, it sounded like a good idea

You know, you've got a little extra time, so go do a long ride. "Hey, it's Tuesday!...I'll ride to P-town, do Tuesday Worlds and either BART or ride home"

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.

Oh...but I did wake early to find clear skies in Bezerkely and managed to catch the tail end of the eclipse. The amazing power of shadows!