First Storm

I've given up for the night. The bathroom painting project is about 90% done and I've got paint pretty much all over myself. Damn, I'll be glad when I'm done with this. At least the paint should be dry, just barely, when The Daughter and her gymnasts arrive from Chicago tomorrow evening on The City of New Orleans for a week-long training camp.

So I was happy to take a break from the painting this morning to ride out to the Saturday Giro Ride. As expected, it was hot and muggy, and by the time I arrived at Starbucks to meet the group I was already well past "warmed up." There was a big group on hand today for the Giro, including Eddie C. with his brand new color-coordinated Trek. I should have gotten a photo of that, but I guess I was too preoccupied with my cup of Verona to think about it.

Today's ride was fairly fast, but since there was no crosswind the group pretty much stayed together It's funny how the Giro changes in the summer. When it starts getting really hot like it was today, the really fast stretches seem to get shorter. Anyway, I was kind of in a fog for most of the ride, occasionally moving up to the front briefly, but mostly just wheel-surfing farther back. I was probably doing about as much work back there as I would have been doing if I'd just stayed in the paceline at the front.

So it looks like hurricane season has officially gotten underway with the first storm just about to enter the Gulf of Mexico. It doesn't look like it will threaten New Orleans, at least weather-wise. The problem, of course, is all that oil floating around out there and the southeast wind that the storm will probably give us.

I guess it'll be another Giro Ride for me tomorrow, then a few more hours of painting. I'd rather be racing somewhere interesting!