Hmmm, I haven't checked in for a while. I've been blogging over on MySpace, thus dividing my attentions.
I've changed my plans for the second half (or third third?) of this year's cycling. I've scratched the Metamora 4x50 and the UMCA 6-hour from the schedule. The rib is still tender, and so is the left hip, with a little puffiness on the left thigh. Yeah, a pro would ride through it. Sorry, I'm not a pro. I'm taking a very long-term view of this. I've decided to volunteer at one of the races instead.
I've still got cyclocross season in mind, though. Not sure which bike to race where, though. The big red bike definitely cuts through the grass better, but the Paragon bombs the downhills. Maybe I'll just ride the Paragon all season and call it training.
I took a basic motorcycle riders course the first weekend this month. I was feeling a bit nervous, but the course was very well laid out, lots of skill building step by step. There were ten of us, and everyone was getting on pretty well, so we were able to keep moving. That made life easy for everyone. We were able to finish the course early before the predicted storm rolled in. Had we seen any lightning, we would have had to clear the course.
I'm now slightly obsessed with looking for a motorcycle. I need to get a helmet and take the written and riding test (I took the course out of state, silly me), and then get some miles under my belt.
'Nuff fer now. gotta git.
