The Old Heathen Ride

Wow, that ride in the snow/slush/cold yesterday really left my legs feeling heavier than a boat load of potential gastric bypass patients fresh from an all you can eat buffet. I didn't know whether to ride, rest, or hit the trainer today. Don't be stupid, I rode! But first things first.

Being sort of heathen (that would be being spiritual, but avoiding organized religions at all costs), I had no real BIG Easter A.M. plans other than getting up with B-Man so he could see what Mr. E. Bunny left him.

Along with some candy, E.B. gave out some books, and B-Man's first baseball glove! Proving you can eat your chocolate, be athletic and "well read" too. Of course by "well read" I mean Captain Underpants and Frog and Toad books! Sweet!

All of that cool stuff came in an even COOLER Easter Basket...



I swear, we did NOT have his head replaced with a Spider Man head. Yet!

Wifey got some Wife Of The Year votes today by volunteering to go to my Dad's with B-Man and just let me stay at home and do whatever the hell I wanted. I think this was her way of thanking me for keeping B-Man in one piece while she was gone much of the past 3 weeks on business. She HAD to be surprised by that. I KNOW I was! That, or she's just smitten with me. Either way I win.

So after dealing with the remnants of last night's spicy Mexican feast (ouch!), I sat around sucking down coffee and thinking about what to do. My plan would be to do a 2+ hour ride and try to stay in the little ring as much as possible. Spin the legs, do more flats, and not kill myself. Just sping some nice circles.

The weather was SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSO much better than yesterday. Still "Witch-Tit cold", but sunny! If you see the sun in WPA you best get your ass outside whatEVER the temps. We don't see the sun that often. Averaging about 59 sunny days a year. No wonder 90% of WPA is either at the bottom of a bottle, on antidepressants, dick heads or all of the above.

The ride was pretty uneventful. Just putzed along, enjoying the crisp sun and doing a few new roads. Since I was just putzing, I took the camera to document the sunshine.

I see this one pick up truck on about every ride. It has a window sticker that says- "If it ain't red. Leave it In." Can SOMEone tell me what the f*ck that means??? Is it a hunting thing, a stock car thing, or some sort of misogynistic humor that I don't get??? I beg you. Tell me.

I got "Go Lanced" today. The 2nd time in 2008. Do you think if we all got a petition together and sent it to Lance , he could use his Texas connections and maybe work with "President" Bush on getting a National ban on the phrase? It needs to stop. How many runners get "GO BRUCE JENNER!" or "GO CARL LEWIS!" I doubt any. I just don't know what it is with people/motorists and cyclists? Do I ride with a "please f*ck with me" sign on my back?? NO, but I might start riding with a a "f*ck with me and I'll kick your ass (in my mind)" sign on my back! Whatever. I say- "Enjoy the ride, let God weed out the D-Bags".

As I said, it was great to be out in the sun, and NOT inside on the trainer. Io have to say I long for a ride when I don't get severe wind burn, don't have to wear 10 layers of clothing, and can feel my toes and fingers at the end.

Once home I quickly fired up the stove to cook up some Progresso Chicken Wild Rice (45% Less Sodium). This soup with a couple jiggers of Frank's has become my new post cold ride snack. Warms my cockles up good.

Gonna throw down some "pub food" tonight. Gonna cook up some kick ass Turkey Burgers (look for the recipe soon!) and Baked 'Tater Chunks. Wash it down with a couple brews and try to avoid thinking about another 5 days at my mind numbing job.

Time to watch some bike racing on TV and relax.

EDIT: This is why I love Bob Roll...

Phil Liggett: "How many times did you ride Milan-San Remo?"
Bob Roll: "About 4 or 5 times and every time I got the tactics wrong"

Euro roadies. ALWAYS on the cusp of how
to look like a total freaking douche.

Hope you all had a great holiday and did NOT feel the need to "corn row" your hair.

Later.