Last weekends race is still in my legs and my arms, but I'm trying to work through it and not just sit around and eat cake ---
--- seriously, one day last week, I found myself post workout in the pharmacy after a run and I was starving and I totally gave in a bought the entemans chocolate cake with chocolate frosting that was sitting right there by the check out and the darn thing is still around - I eat a bite or two or three every day and it seems never ending ---
so I stopped into the pool yesterday and planned to do the master's workout that was sure to still be on the board from the morning. Usually after work the pool is packed, but I timed it right and got my own lane which was awesome. Mid way through the warm up a girl joined me and said we should split the lane which was great. Then a guy who either was or wants to be her boyfriend jumped into the lane. I paused to confirm that we were going to circle swim but before I could even say a word the dude told me to "just keep swimming."
So I did. And they essentially circle swam in one half of the lane. She just did her thing but when it looked like they were going to collide head on he dove and swam under her. It was actually quite impressive but had to look odd to anyone watching - I wondered if any random people on deck thought I refused to circle swim? Reminiscent of my camp announcement that this was "not my bike" I wanted to put everyone on notice that I do in fact have good pool etiquette.
Anyway ... this weekend my plan was to go to Boston with a friend/neighbor and do an MS 150 ride with some people that I work with on occasion. As is my life, my friend bailed last minute. I've decided to be brave and go alone because I've realized that there are some things in life that you'll just never get to do if you sit around waiting for the right person to do them with. I'm actually more worried about the driving then the two days of bike riding - I know the people I'm riding with will stick with me but they live in Boston so when the ride ends, I'm on my own. I won't tell you about each of the 150 miles, but I'm sure it will be an adventure worthy of a blog!