Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Die Ipod, Die

The weather in the Northeast has been a big ball of suck at best this week. I've been so unmotivated. Yeah, I haven't been feeling great. The weather does not help. The joints feel like I have thumb tacks in them and I'm fatigued but that's no excuse. I've been feeling and acting like a slug lately. All I want to do this week is sit on the couch with the dee-oh-gee and watch bad t.v. Oh, and eat. And eat. And eat. Something about crappy weather that makes me want to strap on the food bag.

I thought about going for a trail run. The ankles weren't really cooperating today so I decided not to risk being crippled for a few days. I made myself set-up the trainer in the shed. Why not in the house like a normal person you ask? Well, for one, I hate to look at it. Two, it's rarely used. Three, it becomes a parrot perch or I am constantly scrubbing a cat 5 tattoo off the dog's head because he feels the need to investigate around and under the bike frequently. I hate the trainer. I usually will do anything to not have to ride the trainer.

All I had to do was get in a short and easy spin. I dug out my Ipod from the console of the truck. I knew it hadn't been used in a while so I told myself that I would ride for the life of my Ipod or for an hour, whichever came first. I was certain it was going to die within 10 minutes. Damn. That was the most excruciating hour of my life.

We were planning on a trip to MD this weekend to race. Earlier in the week I got a text from Mike saying that we got into the Stewart Six-Pack. Okay. Whatever. Six hours at Stewart. Could be a good thing. I guess I won't be getting a new bottom bracket in the SS. May as well wait until after this weekend because it's supposed to be another sloppy one. I need some long rides on the single if there is any hope of me finishing Lumberjack. Yikes.

What was I thinking?

1 comment:

  1. Love your writing! You are a strong gal...WOW! Damn the trainer AND the iPod!