Definition of Undertime: not having enough personal time to stay sane because you’ve worked too much overtime. I survived 24 additional hours of overtime last week. I took a vacation day yesterday but I was just too tired to take a ride. Plus, I had to spend the day getting my photography assignment submitted. Anyways, I’m hoping for the return of the “normal” work week. I know I have this weekend off and I’m going to a Walker Evans exhibit at Stanford Museum, and looking forward to getting back on the bike. Here’s one of my pictures I submitted this week. Notice anything funny?
That time of year again…….that means many more miles on the road as I begin training for the ride in Davis in June. I’ll be hitting friends up for donations; anyone here who’d like to contribute drop a line, or I’ll have my donors page up soon so one can give directly.
A little play on words as I previously wrote about how my legs never woke up on last week’s mtb ride. Filming wasn’t that great either, but here’s a look.
I was really looking forward to today’s ride. I was planning to head out into some local hills and do more of a traditional mtb ride on the Pugsley. I’d ridden at this preserve one other time several years ago. From the get go, my legs felt pretty useless. I just felt weak and no matter having some warm-up time I never felt any better the whole ride.
Beautiful weather…….and old oak trees.