Monday morning I got out to the levee a bit early and so to kill a little time I rode past the row of batture houses just down from where we start our weekday rides. I've always been fascinated by these houses, perched precariously on pilings on the wrong side of the levee. These are the only ones left around here, as far as I know, and some of them have been substantially upgraded over the years. When I got back to the start I was rather relieved that nobody else showed up. I was still feeling a little bit of the weekend in my legs, so I really needed a nice, easy spin. Of course, no matter how slowly I start out a ride, I always seem to end up pushing myself at some point. Then I realize it and sit up, coast for a little while, and usually end up pushing too hard again. Wash, rinse, repeat.
After work, the neighbors came over with dinner (and wine!). I'm still working on the cake they brought to celebrate The Wife's birthday. It was a nice dinner, and as usual I crashed right into bed shortly thereafter. So Tuesday morning I get out to the levee for the 6:15 ride and there's already a big crowd up there. I guess we had around 20 at one point, and although the pace got pretty fast, it didn't get quite as fast as it sometimes does. Tim wasn't there and Woody wasn't pushing too hard, so aside from the occasional surges by Howard it was reasonably steady. Even so, the group split and re-connected a number of times on the way out. Somewhere out around the Luling bridge David clipped a wheel or some
thing and crashed pretty hard. I never even knew about it until we were halfway back. Richard said he got a lot of road rash, but nothing seemed to be broken. Since he lives out there, he just went down the levee and call his wife for extraction, so we never even saw him on our return trip. Today we had a visiting rider, Tracy, who is in town for business. Anyway, I was feeling OK today, but not particularly snappy for some reason. Back at work I was thinking about how small a window I have right now for actual work. I mean, with the Giro d' Italia in the morning and the Tour of California in the afternoon, how am I supposed to get any work done? Somehow I missed the finish of today's TOC stage. Apparently, so did all of those people watching it on Versus. Even Lance had something to say about it: "Who's the dumbass @versustv that cut off @AmgenTourof Cali coverage with a mile to go for pregame hockey?? #pathetic"
thing and crashed pretty hard. I never even knew about it until we were halfway back. Richard said he got a lot of road rash, but nothing seemed to be broken. Since he lives out there, he just went down the levee and call his wife for extraction, so we never even saw him on our return trip. Today we had a visiting rider, Tracy, who is in town for business. Anyway, I was feeling OK today, but not particularly snappy for some reason. Back at work I was thinking about how small a window I have right now for actual work. I mean, with the Giro d' Italia in the morning and the Tour of California in the afternoon, how am I supposed to get any work done? Somehow I missed the finish of today's TOC stage. Apparently, so did all of those people watching it on Versus. Even Lance had something to say about it: "Who's the dumbass @versustv that cut off @AmgenTourof Cali coverage with a mile to go for pregame hockey?? #pathetic"This evening I found out that they're putting the boat that Kenny commandeered after Katrina on display in the Presbytere on Jackson Square. Wow. I figured that boat must have ended up in a landfill somewhere by now. It's pretty cool that it survived. The story is still online. Apparently there will be ceremony on June 1.
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