days are flying by. it's hard to believe thanksgiving is just around the corner. i think a summary via bullet will once again have to suffice as i'm not sure where to begin otherwise.
- a juvenile bald eagle on top of bear meadows last week- what a beauty! keep in mind they're all migrating now. It's RT hawk and eagle season so soon they will be no more :( what will i watch for in the woods?
me: gawking at the top of the (backside) of the climb
vicki (amused): "let me guess, you saw a bird"... (she's picking up quickly...)
a few of the boys joined us en route. they originally thought she gave them bad directions - as who would realistically put together all of those climbs in a row
post ride, they realized - it was intentional. that's just how i roll :) up - then up - then up some more. - alberto contador visited this weekend. i'll post pictures soon. he was fun but enjoyed peeing on chaya's mats. needless to say much laundry was done. boys and marking territory...
- friday night craziness at ann and jacobs... a late nite, mellow cycling fest well equipped with rum-spiked hot cider (i was a happy football / mikhail baryshnikov... think full football pads with pink slippers - yes it was more ridiculous than it sounds. thanks jess!!)
I learned: riding in shoulder pads with ballet slippers really isn't all that hard, although rear visibility is limited + arm warmers can be used for evening wear.
I also learned: big ass shoulder pads make it difficult to walk through doorways and fit in tightly packed rooms. - saturday am - recovery / death march ride - out seeking climbs i went and simultaneously road off the night before. it was a slow start. i was running on a few hours sleep between the festivities and a whining puppy downstairs.
I learned: sometimes making ride plans with others can be tough - technical difficulties lead to sitting in a gas station parking lot FREEZING itching to hit the forest...phone wasn't working right and i got frustrated. ended up taking off and riding solo and today have a sore throat and sore legs to show for the delay and subsequent race to warm up.
I also learned: people race remote controll sail boats at whipple dam. they mean business too. bizarre!
And then: beware of hunters - they're out en masse! - Saturday night: given a sore throat and general feeling like crap I bailed on party number 2. bummer as there was great dancing there. the ride was worth it though...
- The proposal is still hanting ... yet it's moving along. slowly. i have a fairly clear idea in my head now - but supporting it is still challenging... i'm getting there.
- Wish vicki luck - she's defending abroad next week - on her way as i type...
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