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Sunday, January 29, 2012

Albert, Peeters, and Pauwles

I got back on the bike for a good two hours yesterday.  It was my first ride in three weeks, I think.  The off road sections of my normal cow-pasture-Amalga-gravel-roads-Smithfield-Logan-canal-trail-home loop were all frud (frozen mud).  My toes were numb.  It felt really good to ride.  I'm motivated again.  So motivated, I woke up early this morning to watch the World Championship race live from the sand dunes of Belgium.  Albert is king.  Peeters was paid.  Pauwles was robbed.  That's really brilliant, no?  It's amazing how much I amuse myself.  That's why I have a blog.

In my head, I plan to go for a ride tomorrow.  In reality, the day is already really full:  walk the dogs, get Lupine and TJ up and to school with breakfast in their bellies, lunch in their hands, and their teeth brushed, all by 8, do the dishes and vacuum up the floors, pick up Jaide at 1, pick up Lupine and TJ at 3, take Jaide and TJ to Layton to visit with their mother at 5, pick up Patty from the airport in Salt Lake City at 7:50, drive Jaide to Tremonton, then drive home to Loganistan, get Lupine and TJ to brush their teeth and go to bed, and then walk the dogs.  Plenty of time to ride, no?  11 to 12:30 is wide open.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

What? A New Post?

Yes, I'm finally posting, which I have not done much of late.  Usually it's easy, I just write about bicycles and my latest bicycle ride, self aggrandizing and narcissistic babble for the most part.  I have not done much for me since the Florida championship cross race.  In fact, I have not been on the bicycle for 10 days.  I'm a foster parent now, drained of all emotional energy, fighting a big headache, and learning new things about childhood trauma and myself.  I've become much more patient and a much nicer person, things I've always known I should be and always wanted to be.  Now, I have the imperative to implement these behaviors.  To be successful, I have no choice.  I just have to find a way to get in a ride, a nap, and 3 or 4 ibuprofen.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Florida Cyclocross Championships

I have only one thing to say.  If you stop training, you stop riding at the front.

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