Friday, January 30, 2009

Where have all the good times gone

So we are well into the “New Year” and where has my training gone……..In the crapper is where it has gone. For all of my posturing last season about how I was going to get a leg up on this season, I feel like I have done all of nil to prepare for it. Forget about all of the two hour night rides, I still feel like a looser for not doing the tons of base and wicked fast group rides that it seems everyone else is doing. I will have to say that my guitar playing showed some improvement though, at least for a short while.
So what have I accomplished? I demolished and rebuilt a few walls and framed in for a garage door on herself’s garage in anticipation of “the move”. Speaking of which I have been informed that if I don’t make some kind of announcement I may get flogged so here goes.

I am engaged to be married to my darling and betrothed'!!! …aka Herself, aka Slave Driver, Boss Lady, et. al……(Sorry Stu but I could not help but steal that one…….Imitation and flattery and all that jazz)

Back on topic: So after my brief stint as a carpenter I came down with the flu…Joy!
And I have been surly and sedentary ever since. But with the spring series and my eminent public humiliation on the horizon, the time is now to get off my drunken ass and “Get to it” as Aunt Bee would say.

See yah

Friday, January 2, 2009

Happy New.................yeah yeah...........Whatever.
Just kidding. I'm happy about bringing in the new year and exited about what awesome(ness) it holds. I took Herself up what I like to refer to as the "Climbing route" of Paris Mountain on the first day of the new year. After the first "rise" I was debating the merits of doing the full monty as it were, but then thought , eff it. Nothing like a little suffering (or alot) to start the new year off right.....Right? So up we go and all was well but dropping down the other side was a bear to say the least. The temperature was dropping and we were dropping down the hill for 10 minutes, getting chilled like shrimp on ice, never to recover. I seems like often times when coming back into town after coming down the mountain and following the roads along the river, it just gets colder and colder. We did make it home though, just at dark and no worse for wear, after some hot food, hot chocolate and hot showers. Ahhhhhhhhhh..............