I did this, only because I was hitting the ball pretty good at the range.  My tempo was good, and I was hitting the ball pretty much where I was aiming.

But once I got on the course, all that changed.  Not only were my tempo and rhythm way off, but half the time I couldn’t even make good contact on the ball, and when I did, it sure didn’t go where I planned.

I just don’t know anymore.  I used to like to play golf.  Last year I was playing 2 or 3 times a week.  Now, I’ve only played about 4 times this year, and I really have no more desire to play.

Plus it was freakin’ hot, so I quit after 9 holes.

I can’t even imagine how anyone can play golf in Florida, or anywhere else in the East or Midwest.  As a matter of fact, I can’t even imagine how people can live in those areas.

They must all be daffy!

The Wednesday ride can get a little fast, as we head south towards the coffee shop in Corona del Mar, depending on who’s there, but return trip home, is typically a very mellow ride along the beach bike path.

But today’s ride was unlike any other Wednesday. Not only were there more of us than usual (11), but more of the really fast riders were there as well, i.e. Brian, Brad, Guido (with a name like that you know he has to be fast), Scotty, and Cory (the 20 year old), so the ride along the beach was not to be.

The ride seemed more like a Thursday ride than a Wednesday ride.

Not only was the ride to Corona Del Mar faster than normal, but the ride back was even faster. At least it seemed faster, as I was not able to stay with the group the entire ride home.

I did manage to stay in untill about half way back, but at 32 mph, which is my top end on the flat (and we were on flat road), I was forced to drop off, somewhere between Goldenwest and Sea Point. I was so tired, I don’t even remember.

Anywaze, while I am disappointed in my performance, I do have a good excuse, having raced yesterday, among other things, at least I wasn’t the only one unable to keep up the pace. Plus it was a good workout, and now I don’t have to feel bad about not riding tomorrow.

I just went for a walk to the bank, and I started sweating, the moment I walked out of the house.

I know I always say I prefer the heat over the cold, but sometimes there is just too hot, and today is such a case

This year has already seen one of the most prolonged cold spells, in southern California, I can remember since moving here 26 years ago, and it is definitely been windier than past years.

Then the last couple of mornings, the weather has been just perfect at the house, but about 8 miles down the coast, towards Huntington and Newport Beach’s, the fog rolls in, and the temperature drops about 10°F.

And now this morning, the fog has moved in big time at the house.  I can’t even imagine what it might be like along the coast.

This kind of weather, sure makes it hard deciding how to dress when going for a bike ride, or whether to ride at all, and the last thing I need in my life, at this time, are more decisions to make.

Oh well, I guess that’s what makes life so interesting.  You never know what the future might hold.

I had a terrible nights sleep, but I’m off to do another 50 miles this morning regardless.

I dare not ride considering how I felt the other day, and besides,

what doesn’t kill [me], only makes [me] stronger.

Tomorrow I can rest.  I have to go to work.

In what had to be one of the most exciting golfing events of all time, Tiger Woods squeaked out a 91 hole victory over Rocco Mediate, by paring the 1st hole of sudden death play off, after both players completed the 18 hole play off at even par.

I just can’t even imagine the pressure both these golfers were under, to be able to play as well as they did.

Congratulations are deserved by both.

It was just a shame someone had to lose.

Of course we all know, that is the natural progression of days, i.e. Saturday comes after Friday, but somehow I wish we could have an Nonday, in between some of those days.

Again, as usual, I don’t want to ride, but Saturday is my favorite ride of the week, so I’m going to ride.  Plus I know I’ll feel even worse later on if I don’t.

It’s just that things aren’t getting easier

But that always seems to be the case lately, so I guess I better just suck it up, and start getting ready.

At least this AM, it’s not my body telling me not to ride, it’s my mind.

But before you start heaping huge amounts of adulations upon me, I have to admit I was aided by a relatively strong head wind, which I believe resulted in the stronger riders not being able to go quite as fast as normal.

Plus I had the added benefit of being able to position myself on the left side of the pack, away from the wind, something that I have not been able to easily accomplish in the past.

But even with those caveats, I was still pleased, and ready for next Thursday’s ride.

So much so, I actually went to work this morning, despite the fact my co-workers told me I didn’t need to, and in addition to the fact I have to come in tomorrow for an expected, but forgotten about customer visit. I was thinking I would tie up some loose ends, and then be able to devote all my attentions to the customer tomorrow.

I didn’t plan on riding this morning (opting instead to race this evening), so I wouldn’t miss out on anything by going to work.  

Of course, I should have listened to my co-workers, as there was barely enough work to keep me busy for 30 minutes, and not bothered making that commute.  I could have easily waited until tomorrow, and completed everything while the customer was on a tour of the plant.

Fortunately traffic was unusually light, even though I left a half hour later than usual (5:30 AM instead of 5 AM), plus I managed to get a few necessary things accomplished, which I had been putting off for quite a while, and I was still able to leave around 9:45 AM to go home.

Anyways, as I was driving home, I was thinking how lucky I am to be employed where I am. There are very few other companies, and co-workers, that would treat any employee as well as I have been treated, since my diagnosis.

So in a bout of emotion, I thought I would take this opportunity to give a special thanks to Becky, Wayne, and even Bud, just to name 3.