Damn. It's 2:37am. Seriously. I didn't go to bed at 11pm for no reason. This blows.
3:08am. Hey, Matt's finally home from working the Browns game. Wonderful. I'm still awake.
What? 5:15 already? A new record...2 1/2 hours of sleep. Great.
Things I thought when I left the house at 6am:
Uh oh. It's raining.
It's really dark. That must mean school starts this week.
WOW. That must mean I have an Ironman in three weeks.
Stop. Panicking. Go. to. meet. riding. friends.....
Hey, it's the WIBA theme song: Young Jeezy's Soul Survivor! Why is this on the radio at 6:03am on a Saturday?
Things I thought as I started my ride
Riding friends are the best. Especially Canada Jenn, who just came out to ride 1:30 and could have easily done so at 9am like any normal person would. But she's a rida.
Crap. I forgot my top plastic straw to my profile designs areobottle.
Woo hoo! My new 305 is sweet! And I totally blame Jodi for telling me about the deal that lead to the purchase.
Wow, it's early. Here are some things I can't wait to do when Ironman is over:
- sleep past 5:15am on a Saturday
- watch football on my couch, preferably with a Blue Moon, Hoegaarten, or some other tasty libation
- Cook really good meals with my tomatoes and fresh basil from my garden, and try new Rachael Ray meals from the cookbook I haven't even touched yet
- Watch races and volunteer--I can't wait to see Jacks run Chicago!
- lots and lots of yoga instead of a few minutes here and there
- have my toenails back: Mr. 2nd from the left on the right foot is a resiliant little guy, and I feel quite bad for him.
The biggest--and only--wild turkey I've ever seen in my life on Valley Parkway in the Cleveland Metroparks. THIS THING WAS AT LEAST 3 FEET TALL and just waddling around like he owned the road. WTF?
Rain. LOTS and LOTS of rain.
One dead possum, raccoon, and squirrel
Two deer and two bunnies
Lots of beautiful, green, rolling hills
A sign for "Brown Eggs," one "swimming pool--$600," and three sweet corn stands
A stand with lots of fresh produce
Another party that I missed
Things I thought about during this ride
I have to do my lesson plans.
Uh oh. It's not just drizzling anymore. Hey, that reminds me of that joke: why does Snoop Dogg need an umbrella? For the DRIZZLE.
Okay, this isn't funny anymore. This rain is so hard I can barely see and I have to go down a hill that usually tops me at around 40mph. Darn. I have to slow down.
Hey, I don't think I've ever rode in a storm like this.
Hey, if it does this at IM MOO, I'm now officially gonna be ready.
Why does this feel so easy? It's slow, but it feels....EASY. My average HR is 133? Even with these hills? Wait--these hills didn't even make me blink this time. I didn't dread their arrival like I usually do. Is that the rain's doing? Or am I....dare I say it....just BETTER?
What's my pace for these 4 miles? 9:50, with an average HR of 152...after 72 miles on the bike?
I'm going to do this. I really am going to do this. Arent' I?
Things I thought on the drive home:
I had fun.
Did I just think that out loud?