Since I'll be off the bike for sure from Friday through Sunday, this morning was my last chance to log some real training miles before heading off to the frozen north. So when I was awakened this morning not by the alarm but by the sound of rain, I thought "this is not so good." I lay there considering the wisdom of going out on the Pennine and how long its nice full fenders might keep my feet and legs dry. But then I had also to consider getting to work afterwards on the commuter, which would probably mean another pair of wet shoes and cold feet. It's just too damned easy to come up with these excuses while lying in bed before 6 a.m. So I conceded defeat and resigned myself to another drive in to work with The Wife, and although I felt a bit vindicated by the continuing steady rain and thickening fog, there was still that lingering twinge of anger or guilt or something. Now, sitting here in the office, gazing out the window into the fog-cloaked nothingness, I wish I had ridden anyway. I'll bet Jill would have ridden! I'll bet the average rider in Belgium would have thought this a fine day for a four-hour training ride. Ah well. It's done. Maybe I should have visited the Up in Alaska blog this morning for inspiration. (BTW, you should submit your vote(s) for the Up in Alaska since it's a finalist for the "Bloggies" Best Sports Blog award. It would be awesome if it beat out the armchair athlete blogs that it's up against.)
So Good
So last night we went out to eat at Table One with a few people who work at the Audubon Zoo. They were doing this thing where they donate a percentage of their profits to the Zoo, and you got to vote on the name of a new martini drink they had come up with. I don't remember what was in it, but it was a martini and it was kind of green. I think we all voted for something like Audubon Swamp Juice or something. Anyway, this place is down in the garden district, a few blocks from Commanders on the corner of Magazine and Washington (right across from Starbucks). The building dates from, I would guess, the vicinity of 1860, and like most old commercial buildings along Magazine it has been modified countless times. We ate upstairs in a large room overlooking Magazine St. with high ceilings and exposed brick. The food was excellent, as was the service, and I just loved the atmosphere. As it turned out, one of the people with us is a chef down at the Marriott hotel, so naturally he knew everyone there, and someone else at the table knew the owner. Good food, good conversation, good wine - what more do you need? Just to cap off the evening, the chef (the one at our table) slipped off and picked up the tab for the night! That was quite an unexpected treat. While we were there, there was a photographer taking photos for a publicity project. I couldn't resist taking the point-and-shoot Nikon out of my pocket and taking a photo of the photographer.
So last night we went out to eat at Table One with a few people who work at the Audubon Zoo. They were doing this thing where they donate a percentage of their profits to the Zoo, and you got to vote on the name of a new martini drink they had come up with. I don't remember what was in it, but it was a martini and it was kind of green. I think we all voted for something like Audubon Swamp Juice or something. Anyway, this place is down in the garden district, a few blocks from Commanders on the corner of Magazine and Washington (right across from Starbucks). The building dates from, I would guess, the vicinity of 1860, and like most old commercial buildings along Magazine it has been modified countless times. We ate upstairs in a large room overlooking Magazine St. with high ceilings and exposed brick. The food was excellent, as was the service, and I just loved the atmosphere. As it turned out, one of the people with us is a chef down at the Marriott hotel, so naturally he knew everyone there, and someone else at the table knew the owner. Good food, good conversation, good wine - what more do you need? Just to cap off the evening, the chef (the one at our table) slipped off and picked up the tab for the night! That was quite an unexpected treat. While we were there, there was a photographer taking photos for a publicity project. I couldn't resist taking the point-and-shoot Nikon out of my pocket and taking a photo of the photographer.
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