Garbage Day

Although I'd gone to bed rather early Tuesday night, it seemed to take a little extra determination to get the feet on the floor this morning. My internal clock just keeps insisting that the day doesn't start until the sun comes up. So naturally I was running a little bit late when I finally opened the door. Then it struck me. It was Garbage Day. Damn. I rushed back upstairs and yanked the plastic bags out of the kitchen garbage cans, hauled them down to the basement, threw them into that huge garbage can that the city insists I need to use, and rolled the monstrosity out to the curb. I hate that big suburban garbage can!

I headed out to the levee, and along the way, as I passed underneath a street light, I glanced at my watch. I was going to be a couple of minutes late -- three, in fact. As luck would have it, the group had departed on time today, and when I arrived atop the levee I could see one little red blinkey light far off in the distance. I asked myself just how hard I was willing to chase. The answer was a resounding "not very hard." So off I went at a "not very hard" pace as the sun slowly rose behind me. For the next ten miles I could see the small group about a minute or so up the road, but I never really closed the gap very much, mainly because I was going "not very hard," I assume. Out near Kenner I overtook Bob Perrin, so I slowed down and chatted with him a while as he was wondering where he could get a little bell like the one I've been using lately to keep the morning levee walkers in check.

Back in the group and on the way back, the pace was pretty smooth with everyone taking longish pulls into the moderate headwind. This time of year, there are a couple of sections of the return trip that are just directly into the rising sun. I often find myself positioning my head so that the head of the person in front of me blocks out the sun. Otherwise, it's really pretty hard to see what's coming.

Finally put the LCCS rankings up on the website, and within a couple of hours Charlie had called to tell me that the team points on one page didn't match those on another. He was right. I hadn't uploaded the final spreadsheet that shows the details. Gary emailed me that the new LCCS championship jerseys are ready and that he should receive them in a week or two, so that's good. I still need to order the awards, then we can finally settle up both the 2006 and 2007 LCCS awards and jerseys.