I'd probably get better pictures of bands if I took more photos of them.
Sunday, June 17th, 2007

You know what this makes me? Disgusted that while with good intentions, I wasn't doing things correctly, but f***ing proud that I'll never make the same mistakes again. And it's a piece of paper certifying that I am allowed to be an anal-retentive ass regarding the subject.
P.S. I got 100% on the test at the end of the lecture. After the class, I felt my brain was going to explode.
P.P.S. This morning from 8:30am-10:00am I read the BBP Health Educators manual cover to cover. After THAT, my brain WAS going to explode!
So I hauled my track bike out of it’s winter storage. Notice how it’s early June. I’ve been otherwise too lazy, too busy, or generally just too… to actually go riding. Boy it hurt.
My crotch hurt within seconds. My lungs hurt within minutes. And a half hour in when I finally gave up and went home, my leg muscles cramped so much I couldn’t get off my bike like a normal person.
As in my legs wouldn’t move to get my feet out of the toe-clips. So to get off the bike I just fell over, attached to the bike, onto my right side, and onto the lawn beside the road in front of my house. Then kicked and crawled my way out from under.
But man that was fun. Phil promises that we should go riding the Lakeshore. And the excitement in that is the fact that it’s FLAT GROUND. Everywhere in the residential area I live in is hills. Many quite steep hills, some not so steep, some barely noticable. But everything is an accent or a decent. And nothing is really flat. Ever. Flat riding will make me speed up so much more which makes me happy.
Although the hills I currently ride all over in big wide circles do nothing but make me more awesome for when I finally take the bike onto a flat surface.
Can’t wait for this summer to truly begin!
I went to yoga which was super hot, but was actually an hour class (last week it was an hour & a half) came home, did laundry, hung it outside to dry because it's so nice.
Then I went to go lay in the sun for about 15-20 minutes (4 songs worth) before I got bored. Then I put on my cycling shorts & went out for my first ride of the year on my fixie.
My crotch hurt within seconds, I was huffing and puffing within minutes, and both my calves cramped so much that to get off my bike I had to fall onto my lawn and crawl out from under the bike. Sad part of it is I was only outside for half an hour. Oh yea. No helmet. I still had on suntan oil so I was covered in little bugs stuck to me though. If I continue the way I was dressed I'll have the funniest tan lines available.
Currently resisting urge to crack open vodka freezies. There's nothing else really exciting to drink to quench my thirst.
And I just applied for another credit card.