My [Mostly] Daily Journal

It was the first race of the season at Eldorado park on Tuesday, and despite only being back on the bike for about a month (after being off for a month), I actually thought I could still revert to my old form from last year.

Ohhhh! Had I only known what I was in for, I might never have participated.

It was here on the first lap [that's me in the very middle at the back] when I realized I was in trouble.

We had just finished the neutral lap, and the speed started picking up. I managed to stay with the pack for about a lap and a half (2.5 miles), but 30 mph for any length of time was just too fast for me. (Normally that wouldn’t have been a problem, but being the first race of the season, there weren’t the usual number of racers, and I couldn’t seem to find any protection from the strong head wind, on the back stretch, in the group.)

I did make an attempt to latch on to the “big guns” (that’s me, back left), but that was really fruitless. I later learned there were a number of olympic hopefuls racing that night, so I wasn’t too upset, as those guys race at another level.

I eventually got in with my group again, and managed to stay with them another lap, but it just wasn’t my day. So I headed home dejected, hoping for better days in the future.

After glancing at the weather forecast, before going to bed last night, there was no rain in the forecast, so I thought I would be able to go for a bike ride this morning, but that was not to be.

When I awoke this AM, the roads were surprising wet, and when I checked the weather forecast there was a 38% chance of rain by 8 AM and a 50% chance of rain by 9 AM. There goes the bike ride, so I decided I wouldn’t ride, and went and made myself a leisurely breakfast, and started getting prepared to go to the gym.

But what was really surprising is when I checked the weather forecast, a half hour later, there forecast had changed completely to partly cloudy, and no significant chance of rain until 1 AM tomorrow morning.

Jeez! Now I can understand the forecast changing from day to day, but from hour to hour, and by that much!

But you know what, the forecast was right the first time. It rained about the time I got to the gym. Unbelievable!

It seems I’ve forgotten to post, at least somewhat daily, what has been going on as of late. So here goes a little something, at least for today.

Not much is going on. I did manage to finally get out on the road this past weekend, riding 30 miles on Friday, and another 50 on Saturday, but I didn’t want to over do it, so I took Sunday off, and ran 4 miles on the treadmill instead.

My hand, while the cuts are healing, is still swollen, and it doesn’t seem to be improving, at least not so much as I can see. It’s not overly uncomfortable, but it is a hindrance to my bike riding. Plus I can’t stop picking at all the dead skin as the hands heals.

In the mean time, I will be back out on the bike this Wednesday, hoping to see improvement some time soon.