Nooooo Reservations

Wifey and I continued to be sans rental car today, since HAVING a reservation for a rental car does NOT mean that you really HAVE a reservation. Thank goodness Wifey works from home 3 days a week now! So I once again stuff the xA with the Mamasita and headed off for my local loop of rail trails and various surfaced roads.

When I pulled in the lot of the rail trail I noticed a familiar car. The car in question was the Powers War Wagon. He must have been doing one of his patented 80+ miles at 20MPH out and back limestone soul crushers.

I KNEW that Don would come around to Moz!!

My motivation was at level 6 today. 10 being the highest of course. I mean Don was out there doing God knows what, so he could do God knows what to people during this weekend's PGH CX Madness, and build a base for next years WVMBA XC pain. But me? Like a slutty bar fly, I was just sort of "lookin' for a good time." I found it.

The weather man is up on his pedestal of hair spray, laser pointers, and bull shit, preaching about how this weekend will bring rains of Biblical proportions (doubtful at best), so when Ma Nature and her much alluded to here on the Soiled Chamois cold hearted bitchiness lays back and says "take me" in the form of autumn day full of sunshine and warm temps, you chamois up PDQ and make like sailor on shore leave (except on a bike and little chance of contacting genital herpes).

For once the river look beautiful and showed no real signs of its normal muddy, tire floating, "is that a body???", self. Ma Nature was in a randy mood for sure and I was indeed up for it. The temps were brisk to start but warmed up to the 70s, and it felt damn nice. The legs weren't as spanky as yesterday, but still had nice ride with some nice climbs.

Rolled along, check out the cows, snapped a few pics and spent a nice a.m. in the sun. It will be gone soon enough! All in all a pretty good day. I even was able to obtain a high zoot 4 door Chevy Cobalt to roll the next couple days. Look out ladies!!

I THINK I lined up another pretty sweet interview today for the next XXC. Pretty stoked. Dude won a TON of enduros in 2009, and will be nice to pick his brain in the digital pages of XXC.

Annnnyway, that's a day. I spared you the pain of hearing me talk about mowing my lawn, and picking B-Man up at school. Nothing left to do now, but await Don's wrath. I wonder if he looked at the OTHER side. Having trouble remembering what I wrote there, but I'm pretty sure if WASN'T "honk if you want sodomized." That would have been sort of funny though.

Later.