Where you been?

I've been so busy.  Holy cow.  Every year I think that the return to work will be better than the last.  This year I looked forward to a return with a number of things going for me:

 

1.  I was in better shape than I had been in a long time

2.  Both my kids are going to the same school. 

3.  On a good day, I could wait until 6:00 to go pick up my kids at their after school program

4.  TONS of opportunities to ride with friends, acquaintances, buddies, whatever

 

I admit that as August came to an end, I started to look forward to riding less.  I planned to do a race one weekend and decided to just ride instead.  There was a century ride in Saratoga, but I had a soccer game to coach.  The third Masters of the Mountains race conflicted with the opening days at my school.  I feel like in July I would have bailed on the soccer game, called in sick to work and done whatever I could have to get in a ride.  Ah well, I'm sure I will get inspired again soon.

 

So what have I been doing?  I've been running as much as I find the time for.  I don't like running, but it is easier and less time-consuming than biking.  My son has to run 50 miles (with 39 to go) in order to satisfy the requirments for his black belt, so I've been running with him and then going for a run for myself.  In this way I can get in 5-6 miles, but the first 2 are very slow.

 

I did go for a ride with Joe a couple of Saturdays ago.  I would say that it didn't feel right.  I started with my bike computer at 955 miles and with nothing to do until about 6:00.  25 miles in, though, and I was feeling out of gas.  Joe was understanding, and didn't need the miles.  He's been preparing for a marathon and had already run that morning.  We only got about 35 miles in.  I never even looked at the computer to see how far I'd gone. 

 

Three weeks ago I brought the mountain bike out to Grafton on a Friday afternoon.  The regular Friday night crowd was scheduled to arrive at 5:00, and I got there at 3:00 to get some riding in before they got there.  Less than a mile in I picked up a stick which went right through my spokes and broke off two of them.  I left before anyone knew I had been there.

 

And tonight the Mountain Bike is still sitting there with 1 wheel off.  I've got the replacement spokes, I just haven't put them on yet.  Again, I know in July I would have been out in the garage at 9:00 at night getting all greasy and getting it done.

 

So I'm hoping to do the "Squirrely Six," a 10K trail race up at Thatcher Park the last weekend of October.  I've been increasing my miles, but haven't run a full consequetive 10k yet.  I'm excited, though, it's the first running race I will ever be in.

 

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