The weekend, it has ended.
I have to admit that I am pretty tired tonight, and I really just want to go upstairs and read before I totally reboot my system for the slaughterfest that is going to be work this coming week. I don't want to belabor the work point too much, but something will need to give sooner or later at this pace. And after discussions with my boss last week, it will likely be sooner. He told the Professional Services org last week they are crushing me and he is going to pull me faster than originally slated. So that means when my 32 hours (they lost 20% of my week) are up, I'll drop the mic. At the current pace that will be Wednesday of this coming week.
The book I want to read is Infinite, by Jeremy Robinson.
@MurderBort lent it to me on the Kindle, and it expires in 14 days. That's the greatest screen name ever, even if nobody gets it. I am also reading the Cryptonomicon-or-whatever it's called but I have to finish the other one in 14 days so that gets priority. Plus that one is 900 pages so it'll be at least 100 pages before the setup is even close to being set up.
Friday we went to the 4H Fair where we saw
@Glenn Rides After 4 PM CST in the lot and then we hung out with the Kubicks, and so on. I mean, it's the 4H fair. Simon asked if there were going to be fireworks. Can you imagine how the cows would react to that?
Saturday morning both the Grasshopper race & the CR TM were rained out so we didn't do that. We went shopping for school crap, then went home. Boys had a birthday party and I stayed home with Julia.
Sunday we went hiking up at Ramapo with the kids and did the Castle loop, which was a solid effort for all involved and pretty much nobody really complained. In all, a solidly mellow-family weekend but I am exhausted due to a combination of work & training.
Look
@Carson, no glasses! And those of you who are observant will note that Simon got a kinda-mohawk between the above & below pictures.
This week, I am not even sure what's on tap. I'm rushing through this. Sorry.
Training - feel free to tune out now
This is the end of my 3 week block, today is day 21. So next week will be a rest week. I need it.
Friday was a 2 hour easy ride. I was bored. First half+ I watched more Vietnam and it is just one hell of an awful war. Don't watch this documentary unless you want to feel better about the political situation now. Because I am pretty sure nothing was worse that the first half of 1968. That may have been the darkest period in our nation's history in the last 100 years. Holy crap.
Saturday I signed up for a Zwift race and it was supposed to be like 13 miles, but when it started it said 27 miles. We were 30 to start and it went up the hill which is brutal in a race. This was the Innsbruck course and this climb is 1300+ feet. Then on the other side it went up the stupid thing YET AGAIN, at which point I was at 13 miles and 2700' of climbing. Then the "miles remaining" stopped going down and something seemed off. I went down the back side and climbed yet a 3rd freaking time, for 4000' in 22+ miles. At this point I was in 1st place as I think everyone shot themselves. There were only 11 people left, and when it sent me up a 4th time I pulled the plug. I had done the mileage, I think the race was just stuck in an infinite loop.
This was beyond brutal. HR was 171 for 2 freaking hours. Boom.
Sunday I let
@seanrunnette talk me into a morning race which was about 15 hours after the end of the murder-in-the-face fest described above. I felt ok warming up, but like a total asshole I missed the opening break because I was putting my playlist on to listen to. So the selection just walked away and I was in the Bell Curve of a 68 person race, along with Sean. There was 1 hill at maybe 200' and 8% in the lap and it was awful because I was exhausted. I did OK the first pass but then at the start of the 2nd lap I started attacking just to try and string out this group of 10 or so people. I told Sean to hide because I was pretty sure I was going to pop at the 2nd or 3rd climb of that hill and wanted to help him thin the herd.
Well, while texting him this stuff, and trying not to sweat on the phone, I got popped. And that was it. He ended up in 2nd so I guess we were in the "C selection" but I never have any idea where I am in my class. It's just a training race. You can see on my power curve where I break then mail it in. I rode out the lap.
Man, I am now cooked. Again, in 6 weeks or so this should pay some legit dividends. But today, yeah, wow I am tired.
This coming week, as mentioned above, is rest.