Well, the day started off fantastically. Woke up at the crack of dark thirty and was pedaling in a frozen and fast Wawayanda paradise while the sun was just waking up. If I could start every morning like this I would be a happy girl. I forgot about the doom and gloom ahead. No, not work. I can deal with work.

The DENTIST.

I hate going to the dentist. My Dad is a dentist so I really dread going to a dentist who is not him. I've had some pretty uncomfortable procedures done to me over the years: twistings, prickings, pullings, drainings, proddings, pokings. I would take any of these over a trip to the dentist. At my last cleaning I found out I had a couple of  few cavities.

NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I brush. I floss. I rinse with ACT. I've been good. This can't be happening.

The theory is that all the endurance riding + the dry mouth for hours and hours + sugary drinks and foods = enamel wear and cavities OR it could be due to medications OR it could be because I'm getting older OR it could be a combination of all of the above. I'm going with all of the above.

I just tried to drink water two hours later. I may as well just pour it down my chest because that's where it's going to end up anyway. I'm still numb up to my right eyeball. I really want to eat lunch but I'm afraid I'll bite a hole through my cheek and/or lip.

The best part is I get to go back for Round 2 on Thursday.

Before and After

There are a few things I should never be allowed to own. White shoes are right at the top of that list.



Not too bad

Others judiciously clean their shoes after a ride. I may clean them after the first ride or two. After that, not so much. I knock the mud off and throw them in the basement. We'll see how these look come the end of April.

Time Flies

There's a giggling groundhog somewhere and the snow on our lawn disagrees, but spring is nigh. Forecast is another 3 -6  inches tonight. One more blip and I'm hoping we're done. I'm over it. It's not even about the not being able to ride in the woods. There's some dirt out there to be enjoyed. Just give me some flippin' sunshine already!!!

With spring comes races (gulp). I kind of have been ignoring the calendar. Today it finally hit me it was mid-March. When did this happen? Call it denial. Call it busyness. Call it laziness. I don't know. I looked today and realized that shit's about to get real again. My schedule isn't as jammed packed as others, but I'm trying to squeeze a few more in there if the body will allow. It seems like yesterday I was getting home from Shen.

This morning I woke up with legs and arms that feel like they were put through a meat grinder and then superglued back together. Let's just say the ss and I played on some rocks over the weekend. You lose a little something when you haven't been able to play on them in a while.

As I was riding yesterday, I noticed my left inner thigh region felt a little chaffy. I didn't think much aboutit at first and chalked it up to death gripping the saddle with my thighs until my friend shouted out "I can see skin when you stand! Soon your whole ass will be hanging out! Bahahahaha!!!'' Oh, Lord. Let's just say it got progressively worse and then I felt a nice breeze on my right side as well. These were my favorite winter tights. I was sorry to see them go. I will say that I got my money's worth.

Looks like Tuscarora for me this weekend. If it's gonna be raining and 35 degrees and a slog fest, maybe not. After that, maybe an xc race or another MASS Endurance race and then it's time for the Cohutta 100. I swore I would never go back to that horror show. It all seems to be happening a little too fast this year...