eating salad until i pass out

We eat big salads here, so when one person just goes to bed before dinner, well...  I get to eat salad until it is gone.

Why?

Lemme ask you, how well does romaine lettuce do with dressing on it for more than an hour or two? Even in the fridge it turns to mushy grossness that even the garbage disposal (me) has trouble eating.

So I'll eat salad till I pass out tonight.

IOW fall asleep.

one bowl of salad finished, this story read:
http://www.standard.co.uk/lifestyle/london-life/the-kindness-of-a-stranger-in-london-at-passover-a3512526.html

tears almost, this is humanity, this is compassion, whatever the religion, whatever the culture, it is moving...

a stark contrast to the fuckwad Conn College wanna be frat boy (no frats at that school) sailor who's now the mouthpiece of alt-facts suggesting that Assad was worse than Hitler because hitler never used chemical weapons on his own people...  wow... dude...  Pepsi, United, dude, you take the cake and still consistently flaunt the fact that you're obviously breaking a binding contract you signed (CC honor code - look it up) although I'm sure i've linked it and you've probably read it already.

On the smackdown after turning past the wheeler school farm i heard PEEPERS, frogs be getting it on YO!

Aka it is spring. finally.

Bare legs, finally. First time since whenever (Nov?)

Ride started with a decent turnout, we rolled on, picked up two at the Red Bridge, Woodward was fine until Leland started halfwheeling me, i was chatting with him and he kept upping the pace a bit, until I decided to say fuck it and let him go, then got chided from Burke for not chatting with him longer, dude, um yeah I tried.

groupo compacto aka YO YO down prospect, and Broad, and pine? well..  we crested w/in sight, they didn't seem inclined to wait I let Mary and Syl roll off, waited for the little Brown U rider and a bit further back Kurt F. I waited, why? I didn't want someone who showed up to ride alone.

He tried to wave me on, telling me he's got nothing. Yeah fuck that - "Sit on my wheel, you ain't riding alone today." we gathered the brown u kid, and Syl and Mary had made contact with the big group he elected to turn around and ride with me and Krut and the Brown rider (name I'm not sure of but is on strava). Yes I could have stayed with Mary and easily bridged up to the middle/main/lead group, whatever it was but I felt compelled to make sure those that made it to the top of pine not be left to ride alone. We still killed it, or I killed myself... but...  group means not alone....

I found the heart rate strap, and going up pine I wanted to see how high I could get my heart rate, not that high, again on Rocky Hill, i hit some high cadence after exhausting work and pushed the aerobic level to see what it would do.

so yeah - i got a couple good italian tune ups on my vascular system, needs some more work indeed, been missing that, relying too much on the low torque diesel, need to get that high volume turbo running again.

It was good tonight.

Even got a sunset to compensate for the absolutely stupid headwind on the ride home.

I was def feeling the sunday and riding yesterday but not too badly and i had a few good efforts in me, happy with the progress, and happy with the choices I made tonight.

Ride with compassion... works for me.

Okay, i've been up for way too long and writing this has been really the only time I've sat down today.

Granted I started writing this before 9pm...  it is now 10:30pm... shit i was going to call my dad back (he actually called and left a VM) but i haven't had time to sit down and call, and now i'm too tired to listen well, arguably probably am not writing well either....

shitty ride report but hey, at least i'm sort of almost taking all this shit piling up in stride...

keep riding, be compassionate, give a shit about others....

heddwch
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(BTW - no more salad left, my endlessly expanding belly is now full of it)