Tuesday, February 28, 2006

I want my Packzi

i miss them... the hands down best part of Fat Tuesday ANYWHERE in the world..

Pack Zi? WTF? its pronounced Punch-ski well there abouts - a damn fine tastey sweet filled donut. 600+ calories - made with the finest ingredients, once a year, only availible on Fat Tuesday.

I had to document that craving somehow - someway... too damn busy all day to get it done earlier...

Reading KL's latest, kinda funny, esp this:
If you want to get an idea for what riding up Mt. Washington is like, come stay with my parents, bring your lightweight road bike, and try to ride up the gravel road with a cross wind at the end of a 3.5 hour ride.
Sounds like to me that's a michigan ride... ending at Tom's house... but generally if the group starts off at his place there's once or two crashes before we get to the pavement...

The wind... a good training partner... good for motor pacing... and its funny, i noticed one incidence of it last week "Hey i'm headed out for a ride this afternoon, thinking about going east." Well.. here's the funny part... the wind was a wicked strong one (for around here at least) that would have been a killer headwind once they turned around to ride back...

i think its a mentality thing, maybe something i learned from Michigan. before planning a ride route for the day, determine what direction and how strong the wind is, and what the forcast for the day will be. Is it supposed to swing (as it some times does). Nice thing about Michigan is its all township and range, take off and head in the direction of the wind, ride about 2/3 of how long you wanna be out, turn around and fly home... Its where 50-60 miles mean jack squat (well not really - this past summer i was so fat that 35 miles was about my limit).

but there ain't no hills, and i'll pick a route with hills, that has a head wind all the way home, over a flat tailwind home ride in michigan... 9 times outa 10 and that one time would be a recovery ride.

I've been checking, or at least paying attention since realizing that i blimped out to 197... my pants: Still baggy as hell; Ribs, yup visible; gut, barely noticeable... damn where's that weight - gotta be muscle... and well i suppose it makes sense, and Adam was right- i would swing back up to a heavier weight... at least this is weight that can help...

gonna close out with a quick quote - stealing it from Big jonny, hopin he don't mind:

"When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking."

- Arthur Conan Doyle, in an 1896 article for Scientific American.

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