Who Cares?

The streets were wet this morning at 5:45 am, and the forecast last night had sounded pretty bleak. Out of habit I checked the radar. Three different warnings at the same time. Awesome. Then I thought, “Who cares? I wouldn’t have been able to ride anyway.” The weather down in the basement wasn’t a whole lot better. There was a steady headwind blowing at fan setting #2, and by the end of the 45 minutes I spent on the trainer even that proved to be entirely inadequate. Definitely going to Level 3 The streets were wet this morning at 5:45 am, and the forecast last night had sounded pretty bleak. Out of habit I checked the radar. Three different warnings at the same time. Awesome. Then I thought, “Who cares? I wouldn’t have been able to ride anyway.” The weather down in the basement wasn’t a whole lot better. There was a steady headwind blowing at fan setting #2, and by the end of the 45 minutes I spent on the trainer even that proved to be entirely inadequate. Definitely going to Level 3 on the fan tomorrow! maybe I’ll eventually drag the whole thing upstairs and do my rides in front of the a/c. This brace thing is getting really old. Maybe that’s partly because I’ve been cutting down on the meds again, though. Anyway, 45 minutes on a stationary trainer is pure torture for me, brace or no brace. I don’t know if it’s more from the boredom or the overheated sweat dripping off my face, but I’ve never been able to understand how people can do this on a regular basis. And I’m still not pushing very hard at all. Most of the time I’m riding with my hands on top of the elbow pads of the clip-ons and the rest of the time I’m sitting straight up. The collarbone and shoulder doesn’t hurt much in either position, but getting from one to the other usually does. I can feel the stiffness in my left arm, including the elbow, no doubt caused by my reluctance to move it very much. Every now and then I think about it and move it around a bit but I guess all that will need to be worked out later in the torture chamber, aka Physical Therapy. I wonder who’s going up to Baton Rouge on Saturday for the Time Trial. Maybe I can hitch a ride and lend a hand — just the right one, of course.

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