Sunday, February 27, 2005

"I want to jump into a kiddie pool on acid, and have Craig Kilborne wrap me in a towel. Just like in Almost Famous. "


Quick Notes;

1. Was on the road for 2.5 hours today. I'm totally fried, but my first week of base is in the books. Yeah Me ! The group was tough, and most of the guys are on their last weeks of base and chopping at the bit to get into intensity. Mike K, Buddy, Matt, Single Speed Dan, Ted Logic, Charlie lead me around. For the bulk of the ride I wedged myself in the middle of Buddy and Matt, trying to stay out of the wind, and near the front. On the two sizable climbs of note I was off like a prom dress. Charlie kindly provided me some draft up the one. Some of the guys were talking about heading out to Kuhn's for some of his training races. Despite the lure and fun of Kuhn's course, in my head I was thinking " didn't you just see how I rode? Do I look like someone who should be dreaming of racing a bike today?" "I'm not sure I'm not in some kind of Lycra law violation or something." regardless, a great ride, and with more snow on the way, I am really happy with today's ride. Oh yeah, Single Speed Dan is 2 for 2 on rides this weekend as he snapped his seat rails about a mile from the end of the ride. Poor kid.

2. I kinda fell off of my fatmarc diet deluxe plan this weekend. It started Thursday night with a large broccoli pizza, continued Saturday morning polishing off an Iron Hill Brewery Growler, and then at a party last night where I had 2 sizable helpings of Veggie Lasagna. Yikes. I have to admit, it was all good eats. A man can not live on oatmeal and water alone. For the record, pizza was excellent and from Rosa's, beer top notch , lasagna wasn't the best, but I was on a roll, what the hell.

3. Speaking of hell, I was back in the 7th layer of hell today. Yup, Jo Ann Fabrics. More Anne Murray, more Linda Rhondstadt. It's seems since Slick Rick is taking up quilting as a new hobby, that Diane wanted to get some more supplies so she will have enough on hand for him. Although I refrained myself from biting anyone's head off, we were pleasantly served by a woman who looked like she hasn't slept in 3 days, and spoke with a deep husky, wannabe Betty Davis speaking tone. "# 43? Can I help # 43 ? " I swear each time I walk in that place I'm closer to the edge.

4. More snow in the forecast, so bundle up. Anyone want to shovel my driveway? I'll give you $20. really.

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