Okay, so I'm over at one of our local bike shops this afternoon getting some chain lube and a couple of those oh-so-tasty PowerBar smoothie-style energy bars (I just love 'em). I'm talking to mechanic Andy about having to get a crown put on one of my molars next week (remember that?). Somehow the conversation morphed over to tattoos and piercings with Andy talking about how he got his nipples pierced....how the second one isn't as bad as the first one but you still lift up out of the chair noticeably holding your breath as you contemplate whether to pass out or not. He's got ear and tongue piercings, too, but refuses to get his privates pierced. "That's crazy," he says. Shop owner Ian says, "Yeah, when you pee it goes all over the place thru all those holes." "No, it doesn't. Don't talk like that," Andy answers back with a grimace. Andy also boasts that he's never cried due to the pain while getting his tattoos but he has thought about it more than once. Andy's a character...he's weird but you can't help but like him. He's fun to talk to and is a good bike mechanic, too.
Yesterday was my Mom's and step-father Jim's 25th wedding anniversary. I forgot all about it even though it was on the calendar. Maybe I should look at the calendar more often? Congrats, folks...Jonnene and I only have 21 1/2 years to catch up to ya.
Last night was the usual Tuesday Night Worlds and I thought that maybe the pace would be easy since most of the guys had done the district road race championships in Natchez over the weekend. I didn't go because I wasn't trained up enough for it...it would have been a waste of time for me. I was hoping to hang in for a while, expect to get dropped and go on with my own ride. We zoomed down Ellerbe Road and my thighs were screaming at me since I didn't get any kind of chance to warm up. Down the big hill we go and onto the flat lands. Finally I have to take my turn at the front and I moved up the right side at an unexpected 33 mph, pulled for about 20 seconds and move over to let the next guy through. The pain in my thighs didn't allow me to catch on to the back of the pack and the group pulled away from me. I'm still going 30 mph and I can't hang on! Okay, I'll just do the ride route, get the miles in....but I was still going around 25-26 mph by myself so I decided to keep that up as long as I could. In about 4 miles I caught up to Joe and Seth who had also fallen off but they weren't going slow by any stretch. It took me a while to catch on after I first saw them, then the three of us team-trialed for the next 12 miles, finally catching Tim who had been worked over by the rest of the group far ahead. Including the slow cool-down I still averaged about 21 mph for the 30 miles we rode. I'm always getting surprised about myself on these rides.....
I got my laptop improved over the weekend. A guy I know in the local computing circles loaded my baby with the latest graphics software and updates to existing software. I'm still working with it and actually uploaded video from our video camera last night! Now I've got to figure out the program that lets me edit the footage and make it easier to view and dub onto a DVD disc. This is going to be fun.
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