F'Day Ride In The Pink

Through the night I started wondering if a ride would even happen today. I apparently have finally caught Pinkeye from B-Man. Little dude had it a couple weeks ago, it's been going around his day care, and I know I've been fighting something for a few days. Well yesterday what started as an eye booger in the early afternoon blossomed into a full on puss oozig, stoner like blood shot eye by night fall. Great. I woke up several times through the night to rinse my eye with warm water so as to be able to open it. It truly was disgusting. I felt and looked like a $2 porn star. DISGUSTING!

So as you can imagine I had a pretty shitty night's sleep. But I wanted/needed/had to ride today. That's just the way it is. It's Sunday, it's sunny, I've got mojo, I HAVE to ride! The only thing that I had to be sure of was that I could get a contact in my swollen, nasty ass eye, since wearing my suck ass glasses is not a real option. I did, and I could see. Ride on!

I wanted to get a longer ride in today, but after a semi-sleepless night, a eyeful of puss, and the knowledge that my body is fighting something off I settled for my 40 mile Scottdale loop and 2:20 of ride time. Did a lot of seated climbing today. Sit, push the big gears and really use the leg and ass muscles while trying to pedal as good a circle as I could. Holy leg burn!

It felt good to be out, even if it was the road and my bod wasn't working at 100%. I'll take it though. No choice really. Hard to ever bitch about over two hours of saddle time, no matter what. Ass on saddle = great. Period.

Hope you all got some miles in.

Later.