Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Just Another Wednesday

Garbage Day. I stepped out into the morning darkness and switched on my lights. There was barely a glow in the sky as I pedaled slowly through the neighborhood streets lined with identical huge wheeled garbage cans. It's a sight I thought I'd never see in my part of town where houses are packed closely together and people park expensive cars on the street for lack of driveways. The cars go away during the day, but a lot of the garbage cans don't. They're just too big for people to deal with, and often too wide to fit down the narrow alleyways between Shotguns. Life in the city.


After yesterday's rain it got cooler again -- down to the mid-50s here in town -- and I was glad to find the streets dry and the winds calm for the morning ride. The only problem now is that the sun doesn't come up until we're halfway through the ride. It makes is so much harder to get out of bed! The group was small today and so the pace was steady. My legs feel almost, but not quite, recovered from last Sunday's punishment. Keith N. and I talked for a while about the race. He had been on the fence about riding it until the day before, but ultimately decided to ride it. It sounded like he'd learned a lot and he had lots of questions. Christophe, who had come down from NY for the race, posted a long writeup on his blog and it sounded like he'd had a good time. I'm still waiting for the results to get worked out so I can update the LCCS rankings and send the results up to the USAC Results and Rankings database. The Wife is working a little conference starting today down a the Westin here in town where she's probably got a really nice hotel room. I usually end up staying at home, though, because if I stay downtown I have to bring my bike and everything and it just makes getting in my morning ride a real hassle. Otherwise, it's just another Wednesday in the Crescent City.
Oh yeah, read this. If you don't understand and it doesn't make you fear for your national security, or at least your personal well-being, buy me a beer and I'll explain it. Probably rather loudly.

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