It Didn't Take Long. Did You Think It Would?

By the end of my lengthy diatribe against ever riding in the cold again yesterday I sort of knew it wouldn't stick. I thought I would go at least until racing this weekend having avoided being cold on a ride. Little did I know it would only be about 15 hours before I caved like a Glenn Beck fan presented with facts (not brought to them in a condescending made up manor). Yep yesterday's post was at 7:31, by 1O:30 today I was headed out the door for the Brunch Time Ride.

In my defense the sun WAS out, and I WAS riding dirt roads, and that was all included within a series of cleverly (or not so cleverly designed "outs."). While it was pretty hot here today, and by "hot" I think we hit 46˚ or something like that, the ride time temps were in the high 30s with a nice tail wind turned, cross wind, turned, hate your parents for birthin' you head wind. But it was still all good. Slow (because I am), but good.

I am 98.5% done with XXC #11, the sun was out, the sky was blue, and I was on my bike for a couple hours... and that was enough to make the day pretty damn not bad and somewhat tolerable. B-Man is off tomorrow for Good Friday, and I am ON tomorrow as Daddy, so rides will NOT be had, work will be at a minimum. Not to mention anticipation for the "I assume it's still on, 'cause I haven't heard it's not, I am so gonna finish last in a small group of really fast ass Expert/Pro XC guys" Rust Shaker XC race will be in full effect. (That means my colon will be working O.T.). Mental note: Buy more chamois cream. And some Imodium, that might help too.

Gotta go. Making Thursday my Friday, since Saturday might be my Sunday this week, and I want a few beers and some Mexican that won't "soil" my race day chamois. Some days I love my life. But give me 10 minutes and I will surely hate it. THAT is why I have issues my friends. Lots and lots of issues....

Later.