How a Saturday Should Be...
I was a little bummed first thing, because I had planned on doing the I-C-U-P (say it phonetically, please) in St. George and getting out of the arctic. However, after the water heater incident, I didn't have the nerve to ask my S.G. benefactor to stay there again so soon, plus I don't have a mtn. bike. Anyway, I wound up making an awesome day of it.
Took the girls out for a hike up South Fork in the morning. It was a balmy 13 degrees when we hit out, but it was sunny and not at all windy, so it felt fine. There was so much new snow. Haley hiked maybe half the time on the way up, intermingled with being pulled by Kelly on the sled. I had Morgan on my back, so I was getting my workout too.
Stopped for a cuppa Seattle's Worst at Border's on the way home.
Lunch with the girls.
I was pretty worked, but hopped on the Seven and went around West Mtn. really hard by myself. Felt really good for the first couple hours and then was dead for the last hour.
I think this is my new Saturday plan. Do something with the girls in the A.M. and then ride in the afternoon. They nap then, so it's easier for me to get out. The PROvo ride is still where it's at, but I just can't leave at 10 and get back at 3. When I do this, the girls are napping by the time I get home and when they get up, it's too close to dinner to do anything, so I might as well have just been gone all day. This doesn't do anyone any good.
Anyway, that night I went and got "Stage 4 Owned You" tatooed on the inside of my eyelids, and took a break dancing class at the malt shop.
Maybe all this stuff didn't really happen, but some of it did, I assure you.
It's looking like I mightn't race at all in March this year, which would be probably the first time since around '93. That 1993 for you, kids. I only have 5 vacay days this year, and to use 2 of them for San Dumass just doesn't add up at the moment. Still, I am feeling pretty good, and wish we had some local stuff going on sooner rather than later.
Back in the early 00's (??), March was the busiest racing month of the year for me. Merced, Visalia, Redlands, Another Dam Race. Yeah, we always skipped See Squatters and went to AZ for ADR, 'cause it was easier money, I guess. On that note, it looks like I'll See Squatters for the first time ever this year. Anyway, I guess that was only 12 racing days (Redlands was six days back when), but add in another 8 days of travel, plus training and working 20 hours a week and I was a pretty busy 12k dreamer back when.
All for now.