Brain Dead

It was nearly 11 pm by the time I got back home from watching "Chasing Legends" again with the TUCA riders over at Jordan's place, and by the time I finally hit the sack it was around midnight. That made it kind of hard to get up for the early morning Saturday Giro, but somehow I made it out to Starbucks in plenty of time. The Giro start location seems to be in flux again with a number of riders meeting back at the Lakeshore Drive start across from Kona Cafe'. Since I had told one of the TUCA riders to meet at Starbucks, I went there. Besides, it's on the way. A few of the guys headed over to Lakeshore Drive to meet the rest of the group, but the rest of us waited around and met the group at Robert E. Lee as usual.

Anyway, the air was nice and cool this morning and although it was a little windy, I wasn't expecting a particularly hard ride. As it turned out, it was a little harder than I'd expected, with the pack splitting in the crosswind on Chef Highway. As if that wasn't bad enough, I think someone must have left the gate open at the dumptruck corral this morning because they were buzzing us the whole time we were on Chef. Anyway, it was a good ride with marvelous weather, even though I was riding without a speedometer. My trusty old ErgoBrain has died. After Six Gap it was acting really whacko, and when I took it off the bike it was still registering random speeds. Bad sign. By the time I got home that evening, the screen was blank. Damn. I just got the blasted thing 102 thousand miles ago.

So this afternoon was an easy city ride with some of the Tulane riders. The weather was still picture perfect, and we had a nice ride out to the lakefront, coming back by way of Metairie Cemetery and throwing in a Spumoni stop at Brocato's. The weather's supposed to be just as good tomorrow, so I'm looking forward to a long ride on the northshore, even though I won't know how fast I'm going. The temperature may even be down around 60 when we start. Brrrrrr!