Catching up on stuff now
Thursday
I get the call that my new frame is in. It's nice. Ask Norm to pick it up from High Gear, since he lives right there. Thanks man.
Talk about branding. Will see how it looks assembled
Nagging thought in back of mind. My JBwelded old frame has survived Ringwood race, local stuff, and this Blue Marsh trip below. I'm thinking this thing will last years. I still like new bling. I guess I'll either make another Superfly over time, or sell it to someone.
Friday
6pm. Ride at 6mr with Brandon, Pearl, Frank the Wookie, and Manny part of the way. I figured it's unlikely I will ride with Brandon in the next several weeks before he bails.
10:15pm-12:15AM. 2 hours of getting worked over in friday night ice-hockey, which means I got home at 1:30am, and sleep at 2:30am, maybe closer to 3am.
Saturday
5:45am. Wake up to alarm, see Norm's text "sleep is overrated". Somehow manage to open my eyes and type back "F-off".
6:30am-8:07am. Drive to Reading, PA, where Blue Marsh is, for a ride with Norm, Bill (graveyarddude), and Woody. It's not that far if you go 90mph. I really shouldn't do that though.
8:30am-. We ride 30 miles in 3 hours, and climb 4000 feet. Bill and Norm are pushing the pace hard, Woody and I keep each other company usually a bit back. Even though my nutrition and hydration are perfect, my legs are fried midway through, after that my heartrate won't go above 150, and averages 141 for the ride. My typical race average is 165 or so.
I'd like to try this place fresh. It's a hell of a lot of fun. It's a mix between RV and LM, but much longer, more varied, and more funner. We decided we'd go back when it's dry, in 6 mos or something.
But to say Norm is just starting to regain mojo is an understatement.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/15813308
Pictures can be found
Here
This is particularly funny. Something about some monkeys washing stuff in some river rings true here. I had vid, lost it. Norm does a great impression.
1pm to 3:00pm - drive back home. Stop by rest stop, and wolf down double whopper. I haven't done that in a year.
3:30pm - wash bike, bring frame and old Superfly to Halters for assembly. There is mud in my eyes still, and I feel like laying down anywhere.
4:30pm - PUPPY arrives with wife and kids. Much excitement. Enzo is the name. He is unbelievably cute. See above.
5pm - At home, we order chinese. I can't stop eating. I eat a lot. And then eat some more.
9pm - Zzzzzzzzzzz.
Sunday
7am. Wake, take kids to hockey by 9am. Daniel is 9-10, Nick is 10:15-11:15. I'm one of the coaches, so it requires me to actually work.
1:30pm, we drive out to picnic. Story
HERE, this was a blast. Great seeing folks. Met ElZoller, hugged Mare and Walter, avoided serious injury to kids.
7pm. Home, and straight to another ice-hockey game. Goalie calls 10 mins before the game, says he can't make it. DB. Scramble for a replacement. Only 3 on bench. Win the game 4-3, with the first 3 goals against our team on empty net before replacement goalie shows. I skate hard and manage only an assist.
10:30pm. Home, eat big tomato and left over chinese.
Now managing this puppy business every 45 mins. He's been quiet for like an hour already, maybe I'll try to sleep