The Wednesday training ride on the levee has been getting more and more popular lately. I 
suppose that, like the bowl of porridge in Goldilocks, it's not too hot, not too cold, but just right. Of course, this time of year there is always a big surge of riders. Some of them are just now getting into shape after extended winter hibernation, and I guess others are trying to add some more mileage prior to the LAMBRA road championships next weekend and Tour de Louisiane the two weeks after that.
suppose that, like the bowl of porridge in Goldilocks, it's not too hot, not too cold, but just right. Of course, this time of year there is always a big surge of riders. Some of them are just now getting into shape after extended winter hibernation, and I guess others are trying to add some more mileage prior to the LAMBRA road championships next weekend and Tour de Louisiane the two weeks after that. When I arrived for the ride this morning there was already a good sized crowd. Interestingly it included a homeless guy with a brakeless yellow Jeep mountain bike, apparently rescued from t
he trash, and six or seven plastic bags of homeless guy stuff. He seemed like a nice guy and I'm sorry I arrived too late to hear his story. By the time we were a few miles down the road the size of the group had surged to at least twenty riders, which is really big for this little morning ride. The relatively easy pace, together with the conversation that a double paceline always encourages, made the ride rather enjoyable. I have to admit, though, that toward the end I was feeling like I hadn't gotten quite as much of a workout as I'd hoped for. It did give me the opportunity to take a few photos, though.
he trash, and six or seven plastic bags of homeless guy stuff. He seemed like a nice guy and I'm sorry I arrived too late to hear his story. By the time we were a few miles down the road the size of the group had surged to at least twenty riders, which is really big for this little morning ride. The relatively easy pace, together with the conversation that a double paceline always encourages, made the ride rather enjoyable. I have to admit, though, that toward the end I was feeling like I hadn't gotten quite as much of a workout as I'd hoped for. It did give me the opportunity to take a few photos, though.
Yesterday evening we went over to my dad's house and for some reason they decided to go to a nearby restaurant for dinner. I wondered if that was such a good idea, but hey, what do I know? Well, it was pretty much of a disaster, and I'll spare you the details, but we ended up having them pack up our order "to go" and take it back to the house. We, and especially The Wife, have had to start getting into the health insurance and doctor issues since we are coming to find out that a lot of things are falling through the cracks. It really seems like there's an attitude of just writing off the old folks. The outpatient physical therapy place is telling them that the doctor only authorized one session of PT, which makes no sense at all, of course. All I can say is that these folks don't want to mess with The Wife on this. 
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