Finished it finally

 That big old monster book.

And, it was worth getting through the struggling parts. It did come together quite beautifully. Left me with more of a feeling of peace than just about any other series I've read in a long time. And that's hard to say.

Went to fire up the Scalzi book that came in off the hold only to discover it is an eBook not an audio book. Guess I'll have to figure that out. 

Yesterday? Well yesterday is worth writing about but maybe Yesterday started off on Saturday.

Loaded up the Stache and drove to work. Wrapped up there and stopped at Big River for a short singlespeed session. In the parking lot I saw a guy I've seen a few times, he was wearing a super fancy Conn College jersey. Well fancy compared to what we were wearing when i was there. exchanged a few words but i was not in a big talking mood. still kind of in the same funk I was on Friday. Headed out. Some fuckhead re-opened one of the ride around lines. I closed it back down and headed up venom only to find it also destroyed by the motos, and that kind of sucked. I had planned to ride over to Don's down and out and well wouldn't you know it? the Motos went that way too and wow the destruction continued. 

I also kind of didn't have much oompf in my legs, trying to punch it up a few of the hills was almost too much, def felt the end of the day and the long week in my legs. 

And then there was a rattley clunky sounds from the rear. Thru Axle was tight, well what else? free hub was fine, thought maybe I should tighten the stranglehold, dug out the special tool, and well that's weird... awe fuck.

Locknut was cracked. 

that's all that's holding the drive side of the wheel to the frame. tightened, rolled down Dons, re-tightened and basically headed back to the car. Walked up the one hill, kept tightening it, even still I'm kind of in awe at how well this thing rolls, and how nicely it just flows downhill. Not sure if it is the big tires, the heavy tires, or just me being heavy and just feeling right on this bike.

Even if it is a dumb design and keeps breaking.

Too many watts? Too much weight? too much something...

And well that's out of comission for now.

Left most of the shit in the car because we were headed back for dirt church. I shuffled the bikes around got the Top Fuel (shifty squishy bad idea pandemic bike) out and accessible... Went to bed, woke up way too early, fell back asleep, hit snooze on the alarm, then turned the alarm off and promptly fell right back asleep.

Woke up and noticed I needed to be leaving in 20 minutes. Except the only other one going bailed. And for some reason driving to ride my bike alone just didn't seem appealing. The Moto destroyed trails maybe, the fact I've ridden alone out there a few times lately, and just feeling down... so I went down the list of texts, DB (out of town) Greve (working) ... maybe MTB ain't the thing today, Goldberg! YES. Jackpot. He was planning to ride with Dean and well there we were, three. When? 45 min? Well shit that gave me 15 min to get my shit together and then ride there. 
Pulled down the Klein, because I had made the black blue roadish bike inaccessible and it felt like the proper bike to ride today. Finished a pot of coffee, put water in two bottles and just in case grabbed some clif blocks and a clif bar. No breakfast. Headed out forgetting something else kind of more important that food.

Sunscreen.

Three hour plus rides in the woods are one thing, Three hour plus rides on the road? Yeah I'm a fucking lobster. The worst part is my sleeves were not even and the burn line is comically asymmetrical. We had a good ride. Met at Deano's house. The only thing I didn't want to to was ride on the EBBP and they agreed with that and I jokingly said how about Tower Hill...  "Sure" well shit. So we headed to Tower hill. via the  blackstone bike path. The climbs were not terrible but i was not fast. We went down around the base of diamond hill so we could come back up Tower Hill and that was good. And we just headed back down the path. And then I headed down my path and got just over 50 miles. Making for the biggest week on the bike in 11 months? Something crazy like that.

Got home, drank part of the pot of coffee, took the shower before the skin had time to react, drank a HiBall, went shopping, came home and finished the coffee. Felt like a bad idea but fuck it I was tired.

Made enchiladas for the returning International Jr Rower. And fell asleep. Super tired. But then woke up, and woke up and woke up. Combo extra caffeine and sunburn

But riding with those guys was great, and I was kind of surprised how well I was riding w/o food. I did have more for dinner than maybe I needed and that's a good thing because I probably burned through it but well.. there's way more fuel where it was heading, far too much.

This morning, coffee, then hung out in the backyard with the dogs drinking more coffee and finishing up the book. Since the Scalzi book wasn't audio I looked at the ones I've tagged and decided on one that D Butler had mentioned somewhere and well, fuck it, super big change of pace. Heard mixed things about it but at least so far, unlike that Trees book, I have made it into the second chapter. We'll see if i can get all the way through it.

I did ride the Klein in again. Why not. Thinking I'll ride it tomorrow too. Also, why not.

It is kind of amazing how the day just flew by though. Busy but desk work busy, meaning I could have one screen with the XCO races playing (that I didn't watch yesterday) while plowing through everything. Exciting, I mean I guess I'd rather someone else win the Women's event but the Ibis did okay. The Men's race? DAMN what a last lap. Shit, gotta feel for them. it hurt.

The ride with Goldberg and Dean was a highlight but I'm still not totally feeling awesome. Maybe because I'm hungry and didn't bring enough food today.

Ugh have to figure out what to make for dinner tonight AND drive in to bring kid home. Right.

Well it is what it is. Will get through it. Somehow.

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