Got on the bike today with temp at the start a very nice 64 and sunny. Oh Yeah. Unfortunately, I was destined to ride a bike path. Roads around here that are paved (Dunnellon, FL) are busy and no climbing so may as well ride the Wiche-something or other path. Locals bundled up in wind breakers, tights and even saw a couple of full face baklavas! (or as Kenda Janet pronounces it: back-clay-va.
Rode 25 miles and decided to turn around. By mile 30 my legs were shot. The word "sad" does not do this justice. "Pathetic" does not even rise to the occasion. Maybe "putrid" or "contemptible" will do. Maybe that 8 mile run yesterday had some bearing but don't think so. Just running on a bike path doesn't seem to work the cycling muscles much. Geez, my cycling muscles have atrophied. Less than two months from the California cycling training expedition and can't imagine doing all that climbing. Along the bike trail, I saw this pond within a lake. Someone said it was a sink hole that had been isolated but not sure.
As I rode back, even the "T" word entered my consciousness. Yes, it may be time to yank the trainer out of the basement, find all the parts and start that mundane exercise. Well, been staying at my sister's house. She has what can best be described as a "gentlemen's farm". Today, I stood in a llama pen tearing apart a structure that used to house goats. How many of you can say you ever did that? Huh? Sawed down a dead tree, raked a bunch of leaves, cut and nailed plywood pieces to close off an opening in a barn and been eating lots of seafood. Moving on to Orlando tomorrow for the big PGA merchandise trade show. Maybe I'll meet Tiger Woods and ask him about picking up strange women and pass that help on to those of you currently single but looking. Here, passed a business that had unusual bottle displays.
My sister has a peacock, roosters, guineas, dogs, lots of llamas, etc...
Mark is a long-time cyclist who enjoys poking fun at himself but most especially at his friends. No nicknames or comments are intended to offend, accept them in the humor they are intended.